Redhawk Caldera My precious

Not only did Sebastian confirm the possibility, he began explaining how to accomplish this vision. His first explanation confused her, simply because Wildfire wasn't sure what a seed was, much less where to find one and what to do with it. However, he continued by informing her she could just dig up her plant of choice and replant it where she wanted. That actually made logical sense to the pup. Her lips, previously drawn into a thoughtful line, parted in a smile.

"I think I wanna try that," Wildfire told him when she finished. "Replanting, I mean. I don't really know what a seed is. But I know about roots, kinda." She had dug enough to know about those crazy, twisty tendrils that that buried themselves in the earth, locking a plant in place. She hadn't know about the part where the plants soaked up nutrients via the roots. "I didn't know that's how they ate or drank or whatever. Plants are pretty cool." In other words, she would need to spend more time focusing on them.

Her amber eyes glanced at the bouquet she had brought him. Could she take back one or two to replant? But that would be mean, wouldn't it? Besides, she hadn't been careful about the roots at all. She had just plucked them by the stem. They were no good for replanting. Well, there were many more wildflowers where those ones had come from, so she would be sure to select a few to try to replant around the mouth of the badger's den.

But back to Sebastian: "How long do you have to stay here? Do you get bored?" After all, he was sort of stuck just lying around, with only the (always unconscious) Dove for company. Well, Magpie too.