Bramblepoint of the end of the world,

Bringing herself to a stand as she finished, the sunflower took a moment to ensure that none of the picked thorns had clung to her. "You speak respectfully, I felt no reason not to." For a moment her light laughter returned, and she resisted the urge to tease him yet again. Hedgehog.

But hedgehogs were small, cute. Maybe he was more like a prickly porcupine.

"I'll have to visit Bearclaw Valley if I ever venture that way." She decided. "Have something ready for me to eat, yes?"