so much to learn

The little girl could often be found in the greenhouse within castle grounds. It was warmer there than in the outside grounds and better for her little garden that grew upon her back. She knew that her cultivation was strange and unique, but it came natural to her. The mushrooms that grew on her shoulders and hips promoted the atmosphere for growing plants right on her body. Were it not for the stark white fur she had, perhaps she could just sink into the ground and disappear.

Her aunt kept a few supplies here and Sprig was contemplating them now. There was so much that went into healing she wondered if she would ever know enough to to help anyone. She was playing with a sling now, adjusting it, memorizing it, trying to figure out how she might reproduce it.

"Spriggan Carpathius"