Black Morass star

this is a good idea, she murmured, her voice warm and low, as if speaking directly to the mothers above. she stepped closer, her tail sweeping gracefully behind her, before motioning with a dip of her muzzle toward the faint trail leading deeper into the wood.

come, i will show you where it can grow.

she moved with purpose yet kept her pace gentle, ensuring genevieve could stay close. the air grew lighter as they neared a clearing, the canopy above thinning to allow the sun’s touch. the space was modest but serene, kissed by the first whispers of spring’s promise.

ione paused at the edge, her eyes sweeping over the ground, imagining rows of flourishing herbs and vibrant blooms. she turned to her starling, a soft smile curving her lips. here. this will serve them well.