Dragoncrest Cliffs As long as there is whiskey in the world

Wildfire glanced down at the bundle of aptly named flowers, then back up at Portia. "Do you need to collect anything else? I can help. But I'm not ready to go back yet," she said with a little smile. She had grown to love her offspring but that didn't mean she didn't value time alone or with fellow adults. "What do these do?" she added, toeing one of the marigolds.