you've got to gooo dig those holes

Indigo was by far and away the quietest of the siblings, but he was no less ferocious when it came to protecting what he loved. He still tried not to think about the red rage that had over taken him when he’d given Azure an ear notch. Nothing had quite reached the level he’d felt that day, and most of the boy’s time was spent within the garden. He liked it here, it was peaceful, the flowers smelled so nice, and he wasn’t often disturbed.

”It’s going to be a pond.” He told him rather simply. He was going to stock it with fish and he was going to plant a beautiful willow tree on its bank for him to sit beneath. He’d always loved his Aunt’s pond and tree, and he wanted one of his own. Watering would also become a much easier chore. Indigo continued to dig against the earth, heaping dirt and moving it to make a dam.

”Who are you, anyway?” He asked absently as he worked hard, they were going to have to take a lunch break soon.