Dragoncrest Cliffs in terms of tacos, she was doing fine

Blix announces she doesn’t want to be a star-gazer anymore and Furi can’t help the frown that appears on her features. She enjoys the act, thinking fondly of the meteor shower she’d seen with Ceallach. She still has so many questions, and how they fell to earth and stayed, but perhaps she’ll never get her answer. A memory she needs to tuck away and bury. She hates how often they pop up and in a way she hates that Blix gets to continue making memories with her family. 

“Gardening?” she questions with a tilt of her head. Furi has never shown interest in plants or anything of that sort and she can’t remember Blix ever mentioning it. Her brows knit together inquisitively.