Cricket Creek Bog look to your soul, for these things that you know

dated for... tomorrow? idk.

a light drizzle had fallen overnight, shrouding the castle-like pines in a light grey mist. weejay had beamed all the way home last night, and had even way too excitedly told @Eljay and @Elfie about her new friend she met just outside of the territory (of course, this would probably earn some disapproval -- but weejay's spirit could not be doused, and the excitement in which she babbled onwards was infectious.)

the next day, weejay was back where she had first seen aengus. she was part hopeful, part unsure - he might not even have had as much fun as she had... but... if he came back, maybe they could play with flowers again! and if he didn't.. well.. she would sit by the indian paintbrushes, and try to scheme a way to bring a small part of their colony home with her.