A Wreath for Samhain

She was definitely interested in the flowers, and he thought it a shame he couldn’t name all of them for her. His thoughts drifted to Gwyn again, and he knew he would have a chat with her about this girl. About helping to encourage her budding love for growing things. Perhaps he could take a lesson or two, that way he could be a little more useful the next time a young one had questions.

She started to arrange the plants, and he considered it for a moment. “Let’s clip some vine, we could use it as the base, and wind your flowers around it in the shape you’ve got here?” he suggested, it shouldn’t be too difficult to add some vine to the mix. He got to paws and passed down the greenhouse until he found what he liked. Using his cat-like claws, he clipped off enough, and brought it back to her. Bending it to shape. “I’ll hold it, you twist the flowers onto it. How about that?”



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