Ch-ch-cherry, no Lemon Balm
05-15-2019, 01:26 PM
The young Motif was swift to wake, and didn’t seem eager to try and wake Poem up to come along. He had his suspicions that there were other things in store for her today. Besides, she had seemed to lose much of her interest in plants when her mother announced her rank as Heir. Motif would do much better with the knowledge he planned to impart upon her. She seemed to wake slowly, with the excitement obvious in her giddy gait. He smiled down at her as she asked what he had in store for her. He chuckled softly as he reached down to nuzzle her affectionately.
”Well, you’ve noticed how hot it’s been now that summer is here.” One of the reasons they started so early, to avoid the heat of the day. ”Some plants don’t like being so hot, when that happens you need to search for different season plants that have similar if not the same effects.” He explained to her as they continued walking on the edge of the rapids. ”Do you know what a violet is?” He couldn’t remember if he had pointed out the bright flower this last spring or not.
”Well, you’ve noticed how hot it’s been now that summer is here.” One of the reasons they started so early, to avoid the heat of the day. ”Some plants don’t like being so hot, when that happens you need to search for different season plants that have similar if not the same effects.” He explained to her as they continued walking on the edge of the rapids. ”Do you know what a violet is?” He couldn’t remember if he had pointed out the bright flower this last spring or not.
