A spoonful of Sugar
She watched her Alpha with excited, and slightly nervous ideas. The land was first and foremost his, and she wouldn’t make such a change to it without his permission - of which he was quick to grant. His own enthusiasm added to hers, and the young girl’s eyes shone with it. “Actually - yes, in the Weeping Woods, on a slight incline near the stream, where the earth is quite soft and moist in some places, and more dry in others, I could grow a decent variety of herbs right there. It would require only a small amount of churning the earth and adding a bit of fertility to the dirt. I could begin planting once Spring arrives” she spoke quickly, ideas spilling together in a jumble that was more outspoken thoughts then a real sentence. "speech" |
Art by sterling-raven |