all we are

*Ganja* · 02-03-2015, 12:14 PM

Humming a soft tune Ganja would absentmindedly play at the grass in front of her feet, Aakil was under the tree a few meters away while she was under the shade of the plant her mother had brought for her. She brought water to it every day, and with every day the plant would grow stronger and more vibrant. It was beautiful and big and her mother had given it to her, Ganja loved it. She could hardly be parted from it's side. It smelled so lovely and was beautiful to look at. If her mother only expected plant growing from her daughter in the future Ganja knew she could do it, the girl had a.. green thumb. (ba dum tsh) Waving her toxic tipped tail behind her Ganja would enjoy the warmth of that nice spring day.
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