A new wolf to the ranks of kind queen Toula's glorious, gods-blessed kingdom, self-tasked with something that lay in dreams: a royal garden, one from which every last member of the kingdom could make use. His large form lay gnawing upon a rabbit's bone, trying to figure out how to get the dirt around the palace healthy enough to support the number of flowers surely necessary for such a big project. The poor little creature had been brought to him that morning, and if he must consume them for food, he could at least use the rest of its body.
How would he get the dirt he needed?
Haizel stood up and shook his fur out, the man going to see if perhaps there was someone who held more practical smarts than he did to assist in his task. That and... he wanted to make new friends.
How would he get the dirt he needed?
Haizel stood up and shook his fur out, the man going to see if perhaps there was someone who held more practical smarts than he did to assist in his task. That and... he wanted to make new friends.
A lover of flowers, a friend to all.
The gentle giant sees no enemies,
but friends unchristened with blossoms in their pelt.
The gentle giant sees no enemies,
but friends unchristened with blossoms in their pelt.
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pretty petals and dreams for gardens - by Haizel - June 19, 2023, 01:51 PM