Redhawk Caldera My precious

Poisonous wasn't a big part of Wildfire's vocabulary but she understood its meaning vaguely. Sebastian said that mushrooms needed to be handled with special care and knowledge, neither of which he possessed. Of course, neither did she. The pup's ears flattened slightly as she decided not to mess around with mushrooms anytime soon. She didn't want to risk poisoning herself or, worse, somebody else.

It made sense that more sun and less water would result in dryness. Wildfire knew well the sensation of a parched mouth on a hot day, so it followed that plants could also get thirsty, in a way. Of course, her fur didn't change color when that happened (as far as she knew), so she found this tidbit of information interesting and filed it away for future investigation.

All this talk about plants caused a question to form in her brain and Wildfire thought out loud, "Do you think if I could get it sun and water some way, I could grow a plant? Like, pick a place where I want it and grow it myself...?" She was picturing flowers around the mouth of the badger den, for decorative purposes. But she didn't have the first idea how to accomplish such a concept.