Stone Circle There were roses

She chewed the plant, and seemed about as surprised and unimpressed as he had been. He tilted his head, and exhaled softly, as though to thank her for at least humouring him and giving the sour plant a try. He would remember it for its taste, but neither of them seemed to find it appealing enough to keep it as an edible plant. 

When she mentioned something sweet, he perked his limp little ears. He nodded, standing and allowing his tail to wave, the curly feathers of fur drifting from side to side. "Berries?" He asked, wondering what it was she had in mind.