Phoenix Maplewood That's the Spirit

Weeds. Grass. Truthfully it was all the same to her. She didn't know the difference, leaving that knowledge to Citali whose toes she most certainly did not want to step I when it came to such things. She knew her friend was particular about things and while she was a superb medic, she did not have a lot of patience for those who didn't know the the difference between a dandelion and a... not-dandelion.

But there were some things that Nochtli knew, that she had retained from Cita's explanations. She knew that what she had brought was a not-dandelion; in fact, it was Marigold. She remembered Citali talking about it before and had been so delighted to find it that she'd uprooted using the methods that her friend had taught her and hauled it to the blossoming garden.

"You don't expect people to look for you unless they're bleeding out, Cheetah. I enjoy your company, I missed you, and I brought you a Marigold." Her tail beat the ground a few times, accompanying the smile on her face as she said everything in one fell swoop in a matter of fact tone. "Your garden is coming along nicely." Much better than it had fared in the permafrost of the Ridge and no doubt, the medic had to be pleased.