The Sentinels the witch's garden

"Of course!" Aria nodded, her tail waving behind her. "It is not mine-- I simply know of it," she told the other, smiling kindly and somewhat bashfully. Her face was heated, happy that she'd managed to make use of her excessive mapping of the territory. She'd known of all sorts of places in the pack, at least one had come in handy. Her ears then perked back up, looking back to Eilidh. 

"I'd love that," she replied happily, tail losing it's wave and beginning to look more like a wag. "I haven't tended a garden in a long time," she added.