Sunbeam Lair Playing with Plants

For perhaps the millionth time, Asterr had been out taking inventory on the plants that resided within the lair. Many were enjoying the warmer weather, using it as leverage for their growth. She was satisfied by the fact that everything seemed to be growing just fine, for that meant she would soon be able to begin harvesting some. Of course, much would be left until the days started to get colder again, for it was only in autumn that she needed to stock up in bulk. With spring having arrived and summer not as far off as one might think, she could better spend her time rationing the herbs and caring for them, looking after the plants to ensure they were kept safe and healthy. It was during one of her inspections that she'd caught the younger female's scent and, out of curiosity, had followed it.

Asterr had been lingering nearby when the nest was knocked from the tree. She'd been close enough to see it happen, but too far away to stop it. Of course, when she'd seen the young ember walking away with it, she'd followed, catching up just as she'd laid down. Her gaze trailed over the scene before her, taking in the sight of the location the girl had appeared to of claimed for herself. Any other day, perhaps she would have admired it verbally, but presently she was on a mission. A crime against morals and reason had been committed, which the dragoness had felt it her job to correct. Even if the act could not be taken back, to speak of it in the present would keep it from being repeated in the future.

"Hello, Sorrel," the chieftess had voiced upon revealing her presence. "May I ask why you knocked from a tree a bird's nest?" Naturally, Asterr was interested in knowing what had caused an act to be committed, so that she might better understand the culprit's mentality.