Why be a Wallflower?

Maybe she conveyed something in her expression without meaning to when Malico tromped through the garden. If she did it was an accident. However, when he described hunting the predators to the garden, it brought a morbid grin to tug at her lips.  "Yeah, there is a lot of valuable stuff to protect. Rabbits would be wise to stay away." Or maybe they could border the garden with something poisonous, so when the rabbits went to eat ... well, they wouldn't be eating for much longer. She thought of the one she had killed with the yew berries. All in all, it wasn't that difficult to procure.

When she heard her brother's voice once again, she blinked away the imagery that played behind her eyes. Mariah was appreciative of the offer, but couldn't think of anything she could use the pelts for immediately ... until she recalled the supply bags that some of the healers carried around. " ... Yes. I would be interested if you happened upon some that you didn't need." She didn't know if anything could be made like that out of a rabbit hide. Maybe a small pouch? She wasn't sure. But she was pretty confident she knew someone who could pull it off if it were at all possible to do so.

"Maybe Avacyn could make them into something of use for me." Mariah mused, thinking of their very creative older sister. Honestly, she didn't know much about what Avacyn liked to make ... but she knew the young woman was crafty. And if Ava couldn't make it herself, then perhaps she could point her in the right direction. Then something else popped into the back of her mind. "How are your hunting trips going?" She asked with genuine curiosity to start.