Whether I'm gonna curse you out or
Take you back to my house
Take you back to my house
Standing back, Flora watched the entire ordeal with only slightly bated breath. There was far too much snow around for things to go too badly wrong with Silas (then again, with Melita as a trickster demi, anything was possible), and even if they weren't able to find anything still alive beneath the snow, Flora had still had an excellent journey with the Honeybee. "Nice!" She trilled enthusiastically, flashing a smile towards the bronze dragon as the daisies were revealed beneath the snow. "Hardy fuckers, huh?" Normally that was a bad thing, but for the moment, Flora wasn't mad at all.
With the ground softened somewhat thanks to the sudden flare of heat, as Flora sank down next to the daisies, she was able to paw away the top layer of soil without much effort. Given her mittened hands and the chill setting into her fingers, she didn't bother trying to be too careful with things, and instead began digging in earnest until the majority of the roots were exposed. "I mean, if it can survive the cold, surely it can survive this too." She muttered of her less than delicate tactics.
"Basket?"
With the ground softened somewhat thanks to the sudden flare of heat, as Flora sank down next to the daisies, she was able to paw away the top layer of soil without much effort. Given her mittened hands and the chill setting into her fingers, she didn't bother trying to be too careful with things, and instead began digging in earnest until the majority of the roots were exposed. "I mean, if it can survive the cold, surely it can survive this too." She muttered of her less than delicate tactics.
"Basket?"
flora
I haven't decided yet
But I'm gonna get you back
But I'm gonna get you back
