Lion Head Mesa florals for spring

He wasn't overly familiar with these particular lands, but ample places for dirt, he knew, were where many plants grew in harmony. There's this really pretty forest north from here that smells like it's got some dirt to spare, he smiled, not even questioning how he'd manage to get the dirt from the forest to this spot by the palace, but he'd figure it out. If anything, he'd dig some up and put it on a giant leaf, drag it back. Or even carry it in his mouth, bit by bit, though he didn't particularly like that idea.