ignition

“ Interesting.. i’m glad and that is cool, planting and take care of them.” hums, kneeling down

Nodding “ Makes sense, these are very pretty.” Glancing when one is finished “ Do you change any flowers depending on the seasons ?”

“ Yeah ? how do you preserve it ?” tilts head

“ I can understand that, would you sell them or hand them to others ?” Sadly.. though he thinks he’d look good in one if can

“ Do you like flower crowns too ? they’re pretty.”

Peeks out then looks up “ ? Hmm.. “

[ broad wings loosen their stout fold, spreading great amber plumes behind back like a quieting canopy while golden gaze never wavers, pad-tips ticking out a tactile cadence along the tabletop. ] you may call me, 𝓴haslana.