fireworks and rum

Indigo loped along the border easily, his paws had been so restless recently and he didn’t know why. He felt so confused and lost recently that walking and patrolling had become his outlet for the inner turmoil. Huge paws carried him along, his massive violet form slipping through the white trees as his blue eyes looked to the canopy above. The long sabers protruded from his lips even further as he lifted his head, his mind rolling with ideas on how to get one of the white trees to his garden. He had been admiring the white barked giants for a long time, but there were hardly any seedlings or saplings to collect. He was afraid of trying to transplant anything bigger. One because it would be difficult to move and two that it likely wouldn’t do well after being transplanted.

A soft sigh left the boy’s lips as he came to a halt and looked around him, still missing any tree small enough to take back with him. He’d have to keep an eye out and come around the shrine more often. Or talk to Iolaire about helping him. Either way, he needed one for his new pond.