Description
The task her mother had given Baz seemed simple enough. Pull a plant out of the ground, roots and all. But, wow, who would've thought it would be this difficult to yank something out of the dirt? If she pulled too hard, the stem would break off. If she didn't pull hard enough, the roots refused to budge. What a delicate art gathering was!
The adults chatted to one another, though she didn't take her focus off of her floral opponent long enough to hear what they were saying.
Vaguely she was aware of a shift in the air that brought a new scent. Baz wouldn't call it pleasant, but it was... familiar? Like the smell that had clung to her sister Haeth's fur after she'd returned home from a trip with their uncle Matthias a few days earlier. Maybe Baz was close to where they had gone? She'd have to remember to ask Haeth when they all returned home.
But for now, she just had to pull up this damn flower!
Takes place late spring 2022
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Serren belongs to sea-lamprey
Raylan belongs to Bluebellpaws
Maeve belongs to OddGreyhound
Bazylwen belongs to me