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 Posted: Tue Mar 22, 2011 5:40 pm
She came back with a few sticks of her own. Eyes widening a little as she saw his pile. She smiled at him "You certainly move fast." She decided to wait to answer his question. "If you would like to still help, you can put the sticks in the ground. You put them right up against the flower, but make sure not to tear any roots as you go down." She picked up a stem and pushed it into the ground up against a flower. She then gently took the flower and wraped it around the stem so it was held up. When she was done demastrating, she looked off into the distance, thinking of her answer
A small wind picked up, blowing her hair around her muzzle and horn. It was then she looked back at him, her eyes still looking to a far off place and a gentle smile caressing her lips. "My mother told me, a very long time ago. And I believe my mother to be very smart. Though I was young then, I didnt listen fully. But I remember enough to remember that."
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Posted: Thu Mar 31, 2011 11:54 am
Ignis winked at her "It's a gift." he teased, following her orders he carefully began driving the sticks into the ground next to each of the damaged flowers. How tedious. he had had no idea that so much work went into maintaining gardens. He had always thought that gardening would be a relatively easy and effortless pastime. That was clearly not the case. He would have to be more careful about where he landed next time, although admittedly this was the first time he had ever suffered the consequences of his careless cavorts, he felt as though he may have ruined his chances with Mohana. he cast her a sidelong glance, she didn't appear angry, but how were you supposed to tell with females. It was then that he realized that he really did want a chance with Mohana. This calm, quiet, peaceful beauty struck a chord within him, made his blood boil in response to her graceful movements.
He stood up after installing the last of the thin sticks, brushing the earth from his legs. Enough of this, he was done toiling away in the dirt, he wanted to learn more about her and he wanted to learn more about the relationship she shared with Him.
"Tell me about Mabon, Mohana." He urged softly, his eyes boring into hers with a strange look, "What is he to you?"
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