The Sentinels the witch's garden

at her sister informing her of the other being a friend, deirdre tilted her head and furrowed her brow in a puzzled manner, saying without shame, not my fend, in a manner that was not rude or harsh but given with the honesty of a child, which never was cruel except for that it could hurt the heart of others. it had not wounded her new(est) friend osprey, and so that the other might be upset at all for her words had not even been thought of as a possibility. when asked if she wished to help with the garden, deirdre looked at eilidh and nodded, though kept beneath her feeling quite safe there. it had been a task that was meant for the two of them, and though she was shy deirdre would not run from the other so long as eilidh was there and in the distance her mother, blue willow. the two spoke of potential locations, and deirdre stored their thoughts on where would be best to make the garden to memory. what vining plant is? came her broken, childish query, and then, why sun? why sha-duh? plants do climb too???? each question asked in a higher pitch than the previous one.