Blackfeather Woods We don't believe what's on tv

Admittedly, the idea of Kendra becoming a Toxicologist scared her. Maybe it was the incident with the foreign female who had blinded her, causing her to never eat strange meat again. She still thought of the female, never letting go of the wickedness of it all. Dear god, if Kendra turned out like that... But she had faith in the girl, and wouldn't dream of deterring her the other way. A toxicologist would be good for the Dark Brotherhood, especially handy indeed. 

The idea of making a garden astounded her. She had never thought of such a thing, even though it was such a great idea. Kendra's own garden, yes, she could make that work. "A garden, that's an amazing idea! Let's do it," She beamed, thoroughly excited. "We'd have to find the perfect place, though. Where there's just enough sunlight and a close source of water. Any ideas?" She turned to the girl, her brain racking with ideas. Sunlight wasn't very common in the dark forest, for the haven was surrounded by the trees overhead, shadows looming from all directions. There had to be enough to allow other plants to grow, but the perfect spot, she could not think of.