Cricket Creek Bog so peace be with every place that you had

the patch weejay had bolted off to had been glacier asters; they were vibrant purple amid the dusty green, and had thin stalks with proud royal purple. weejay stood over them and beamed, her tail wagging behind her as aengus pulled up alongside her.

it had been fast, but weejay had already known their whereabouts, having found them before the buttercup. her head tilted as aengus spoke, suggesting they find their flower selves. an adult would have scoffed at the idea, but weejay fucking LOVED IT. her eyes positively lit up like little firecrackers. "OH!" she yelped, so excited she couldn't help but start getting into gear. "we can put them here!" she nimbly picked up a stem of purple aster and brought it over to her flower pile.

she turned around thereafter, gave aengus an encouraging smile, and said "i'm on it!!"