Sun Mote Copse of the changes it will confront,

Placing the stone down, Weejay listened to Wraen's suggestion. At first, one could tell she immediately was against the idea: ew, her garden smelling like pee instead of the floral notes she'd become accustomed? Gross!

Yet the more Wraen spoke the more Weej understood the practicality of it, even if she was still aghast at the suggestion. Her expression wrinkled, but anyone could see she was legitimately considering it. "Maybe I'll do that.. but it'd be stinky. Plus all the grass where I pee would die." Weejay didn't love this, but if it meant her garden prospered.. "Okay, I'll do it."