Blackfeather Woods Smells like teen spirit

Kendra looked up when she heard footsteps. It turned out it were those of her brother. The young girl's tail started to wag harder. Kendra let out an excited woof when Damien seemed pleased too. The girl looked down at the plant again, wanting to protect it forever. She was going to guard this tree. Most definitely. "Yes. I am. I found a baby plant! Though I am not sure if it was me," she spoke quite modestly.

With an arrogant brother she had been quite the opposite. She did not have much arrogance yet. She had been a rather sweet girl, quirky but sweet. She could use more of that arrogance that littered the spiderlings' nature. "I wish Pietro could see this. He thought badly of plants, and now everyone sees how important they are."