Ocean's Breath Plateau tikalaak

Her response was a gasp, and the flight of her paws to her mouth in surprise.

Ah, oh yes! Yes, yes! She came in a flutter, hovering her paws over delicate petals as her mind worked to make sense of her plans. Tullik smiled at her husband’s son, bright and wide, as the fresh scent of the flowers invaded her nostrils.

They are perfect, Raiyuk. I have an idea. She reached down and plucked the branches up. Then, she swiveled, and placed them up on a shelf carved into the side of the lodge, hanging them to where the flowers hung delicately over the edge of it.

Once they begin to wilt, I will dry them. Then, in the winter, I can freshen the lodge with them. To keep our spirits up for spring.