lay me down

Dione would study her daughter as the child would snuggle into her fur. Her sweet little bud... So innocent... Ganja would shake her head even as she nestled into Dione's fur, apparently quite content with her current placement in life, saying that she liked where the plant was. Dione would smile softly as she looked back to the plant and tipped her head curiously. Ganja would correct her, saying that her new friend was to be called Aakil. Didn't mean that Dione wouldn't still call him hoot behind his back... She was glad he had come with them. Dione would chuckle, she hadn't given him much of a choice. "I'm glad he's keeping you company. So. Shall we bury it completely? Maybe bring it some water? You will have to find some way to make sure it is always moist, you can bring water from the spring." The green woman would say as she studied the plant, lifting herself and stepping over her daughter without much care as to how much weight Ganja had been resting on her or if it might displace the child. "Do you have any interest in learning of other plants? Whether it be other drugs, maybe poisons, healing. We could start you a little garden if you like..." Dione would offer, lifting a paw and sweeping some more dirt into the hole she had dug for the plant. She would bring Ganja any plant she wanted if she asked...