Noctisardor Bypass i’ll pick a star from the sky, pull your name from a hat

oh, please, dinah teases, a dry snort rumbling from her nostrils. i think it's more like common sense.
she pads a good few paces into the open, head lowered to the ground as she scouts the budding bushes and saplings. she all but disappears into a rather overgrown shrub, squinting her eyes closed until she pulls her head back out with a pleased grunt. aha! look what i found! i had a hunch this was the right kind.
on the ground she drops a collection of thorny stems, and sprouting from them are tiny, scarlet bulbs. she sticks her tongue out and spits a gob of wet, half-chewed leaves onto the soil below.
was it, really? she raises a brow at the comment on this area's name, a twinkle forming in the cerulean gaze. damn, someone should've told me that before i put my garden next to my mom's den. you might've seen it. it's kinda small and sad looking, but ava and i put a lot of love into it. she helped me start it yesterday, actually.