High High Hopes

*Iolaire* · 05-02-2020, 10:56 AM

Iolaire loved Malalia's eagerness. It seemed as though the girl had a hungry mind. She picked the right wolf to feed that mind. Questions were asked and answered. When Malalia began asking what she could do, Iolaire laughed aloud. "So eager. It's a nice change." Usually newcomers were so timid that they barely uttered a word when she began to teach them. As long as Malalia asked questions, she would receive answers.

Bringing up the garden and questioning its creation, Iolaire motioned for the girl to follow her outside. The skin over the door was already tied open, so the pair could exit without effort. Around the side of the cottage Iolaire went, coming close to the steppes of the expansive garden. "While the effects of the volcano still harried this part of the land, the Armada lived elsewhere. When Sirius began speaking of moving to this place, I braved the disaster and made regular trips here." She had paid the price for her excursions into the ash covered land too. Never before had she had breathing issues so badly. "Little by little I cut into the hillside, making the steppes that you see now." The garden was curved and tiered. Water from the pond above would trickle down into the garden, keeping the soil moist up top and less so as the tiers descended. "I've always been good with plants, so I just transplanted them from other places. The trees too." She made it sound easy but it definitely hadn't been.

"You asked if you could help. I do have a task that I need to finish if you're willing." Behind the cottage was a much smaller, more secluded garden. Stacked beside it were rows and rows of pliable willow branches, stripped of their leaves. " I'm building a little fence around my special garden here. You're welcome to help if you'd like." Iolaire pointed to the equally spaces stakes in the ground. Taking up one long, thin branch, she wound it between the stakes. First starting on the left side, then starting on the right side. "Be sure to push the branches down so that they fit together tightly. Then we just keep going until the fence is the proper height." Handing a branch to the girl, she offered for her to try.

"Speech"

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