Valley of Gold It could be worse, I could be taking you there with me

Sorry for the wait!

Her gaze lingered on Petal for a moment, soft with affection — but that was quickly dashed away by Foxglove's flare of excitement when her sister spoke of trading. She nodded in agreement to Dahlia's words; they'd traded small things, sure, but Fox had never thought of it this way before. As something that could be — useful for more than a moment.

But what could possibly be worth enough for such a trade?

Whatcha thinkin'? Fox asked in lieu of expressing her doubts, choosing to trust the quick mind that she knew lurked behind Petal's long silences. Surely she had an idea.