Blackfeather Woods ticking away the moments that make up a dull day

For the quest "Where Life Grows." Backdated three days.

Her old caches. She assumed that others interested in plants here had made their own, for hers were largely untouched, the herbs and plants there slightly wilted with time and lack of proper upkeep. She stood by one of them now, poking her nose around, taking in the familiar smells.

If she inhaled deep enough, could she scent Cicero? Potema?

She ought to start a garden. She felt a sudden pang as she remembered the one started for her at Undersea--what a waste! Maegi was overwhelmed by guilt, knowing that they had gone to all that trouble for her, only for her to depart for good. She would have to repay them with a visit. Not in the near future. . .but someday. It wouldn't be fair, otherwise.

How would one go about starting a garden? She had some knowledge of plants, how they were grown--but she didn't know whether or not she would be any good at growing them herself or not. Where even to start? Who could she ask to help her? Maybe Relmyna had some knowledge, but even then. . . It was times like these where she almost wished her mother was here. Not that she'd help her--but damn, the woman had known her plants.

The girl lifted her head and looked at blue, preening idly in the branches above. He had made fast friends with some of the ravens here, casual enemies with others, and was more content in the forest than he had been out in the open. That was good, at least.

"What should I do?" Maegi asked, tilting her head.

Blue gave her a squawk, clearly indifferent, and went back to cleaning his feathers.