Hushed Willows I'm good to go, and I'm going nowhere fast

With their newfound freedom to come and go from the den as they pleased, the children of Hushed Willows were a flurry of activity around the cliffside den. Foxglove often ventured into the meadow, spending her time among the budding flora. It was her favorite place to go when her sisters were getting on her nerves.

And today, @Dahlia was really annoying her. They'd fought twice that morning before Dahlia and Petal had settled for a nap, and Foxglove had stolen away to the meadow for some time to think. After a time she'd come up with an idea.

Now she barged back into the den with a mouthful of flowers, making no effort to step quietly. She marched up to her grey sister and spat the flowers all over her. Flowah! Maybe they'll make you nicer.