Where Flowers Bloom

For a moment it was possible that someone might mistake Indigo for the adult and Meadow as the pup. The way she moved and smiled gave a hint to her innocent nature and Indigo felt more comfortable beside her. The boy grinned, his dark lips pulling back to reveal the long sabers that were growing in well. ”You’re welcome.” He said softly as he accepted her affection. He could sense that she felt strongly about being asked to help him.

Indigo loped after her when she grabbed the bag and headed towards where he thought would be best to put the seeds. His bright blue eyes fell to the grassy entrance as he imagined rose bushes all along the fence and he had to admit he loved the thought. He wondered what colors he’d get. ”Yes!” He agreed, tail still wagging as he looked back to Meadow. ”One day I’ll have a fence of roses.” Indigo grinned. ”Yes, three on each side should be proper.” He offered with a nod as he approached the intended place and began to dig up the clumpy grass with his sharp claws.