meet me at the garden gate

Banshee allowed the sun to splay across her dappled back and her flicking tail with ease. The gentle breeze brought forth an appreciated coolness to the summer day. She was not as sensitive to the sun as her father or sister thankfully, Ban actually enjoyed it a tad. Though, she was still very much a night owl. Some of her best work was done at night beneath the moon. But, perhaps that was just her Klein blood seeping through. Nevertheless her simple thoughts were swept away by the sound of the young Indigo's voice.

The youngster told her that he hadn't been on a patrol with Sirius yet. That was definitely something the pups would have to do with their Father first. Patrols were simple but could be rather dangerous. "One day soon he will bring you on one. Patrols are rather tedious but very important to the safety of our home." She then moved her attention towards his next words. Indigo asked what her favorite flower was and Banshee couldn't help but to smile as she pondered. "Wolfsbane. It is a rare plant with a beautiful purple flower. It is highly poisonous but has some medicinal uses. Perhaps it is the danger disguised by beauty that draws me in." Banshee raised a brow, "Do you have a favorite, Indigo?"

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