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Silken Speech was in the Gardens this fine afternoon, weaving leisurely though the bushes and tree trucks in search of the perfect blooms to replace those that had begun to wilt threaded through her horns and beautiful tail.

The Gardens were always beautiful, no matter the time of year and truth be told, Silk had probably passed a dozen or more blooms that would have served as fine replacements and yet she strolled on. Her mind else where, she was remembering the stranger that had pasted by the edge of their tribe lands just a few days back.

Her brother, Spiders In His Mouth, had investigated and chased the foreign buck away but a moment after she’d glanced him. As was right, as was his duty and yet… Silk wished he hadn’t, secretly entertaining ideas of meeting I secret with the buck, a secret romance between a Rose and an Outsider, a Weed if his presence was to become known.

It would be so exciting! And above all else, Silk was bored.

“Oh! Spiders! I didn’t see you there, brother.” Silk smiled brighty, albeit a bit sheepishly as she snapped out of her day dreams. Usually she’d make a show of being more delicate, demure and elegant, but this was Spiders. She didn’t need to put on a show for him.

“I looking for roses, to replace mine, they’re starting to wilt and you know how the Mothers feel about presentation.” It was honest in a way, but she couldn’t help but tell the whole truth to her dear brother. She glanced around to be sure they were truly alone.

“And… dear brother, I’m awful bored. Now a Rose at long last, what is there left to aim for? I want something else to pursue. Or maybe... someone.” A sly smile grew on her face as she remembered the foreigner.

Silk grinned at the compliment, and did follow her brother's advice, shaking off her wilted blooms and plucking the new roses from the aforementioned bush.

"One day, Spiders, one day." She agreed, weaving a fresh pink bloom or two into her tail hairs and gesturing for Spiders to help her arrange the last few through her horns.

"But what of the now? I'm without a drive, without passion." She sighed dramatically and spoke a little quieter, a huff in her voice. "Without romance."

At the mention of her duties, Silk puffed up her cheeks in a pout but immediately brightened at Spiders’ concession to find her a suitable beau.

“Oh Spiders! Will you? Oh, I am so blessed to have you, dear brother, always indulging me.” She leaned in and rubbed her check to his throat affectionately before drawing back and beginning to titter on excitedly:

“Oh but brother, surely if you bring in a buck the Mothers will expect you intend to add him to their court, will you speak to the Sons? Oh I don’t even know what kind of buck I’d want, a strong silent type maybe? Or a charming, gentle type? Ahh, oh Spiders, you always know best, I trust you’ll know whom they should find for me better than I!”

“All Your Pretty Feelings?” Silk responded, thinking of the orange doe who was her partner Rose. They were both announced as the Roses together very recently and it was true that if they both remained Roses, they’d probably end up Mothers together but Silk hadn’t really thought of co-operating outside their designated role. Pretty can be a little well… a bit dramatic. Of course though, her straight laced brother would see past that.

She smiled, he was always looking out her.

“You’re right, as usual. I should try and make nice with Pretty.” Silk agreed dutifully. She might feel apathetic about her tribe duties, but never towards her brother’s requests, besides, he so often provided incentives a plenty. She grinned thinking of her future beau before sighing a little. Depending on what mood their cousin was in, tolerating or even getting along might prove difficult.

“I’ll do my best, for you brother.” And for my beau-to-be.