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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -50px; margin-left: ;][font=georgia][color=white][size=18] MUSHROOMPAW ![/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -25px;][font=georgia][color=white][size=16px] i can't take another night[align=center][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#161616; width: 430px; height: 200px; borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -5px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white]Mushroompaw felt the need to go on a patrol, but it was early in the morning and she didn't want to wake anybody up. So, she was going on a solo patrol.


    The munchkin walked among the flowery fields with a smile and sniffed around. No intruding scents, which was a relief for her. But there was one scent that was fresh, and it peeked her curiosity. She followed it, taking mental notes. [i]Someone from the Garden! I thought I was the only one out here. It felt good to be wrong. Maybe whoever this was wanted to help her with patrol.[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 430px; border-bottom: 4px solid #161616; margin-top: -10px;][/fancypost]
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    Truth be told, Sonne didn't return to camp very often. Most nights he preferred to spend within the embrace of the rose garden that he had nurtured so lovingly, surrounded by the fragrance of the thorny flowers, their crimson velvety petals a gentle caress. The mansion was grand, but his devotion to The Gardens had been sold by the shared passion of flora and the solace he had found in Herthe's grace. The voices he had often heard giggling in his head was easier to bear alone, and he found the open skies and scent of wet earth far more pleasing to his senses.


    It was no different this time, and he had awoken earlier to do a spot of scent marking. Normally he would choose to mark the borders in the morning to stretch his muscles and give him some time to appreciate the gardens. Today, he trotted towards the west borders, humming absently a tune half-forgotten which he was making up the majority of. He didn't expect to see another gardener at this hour, and he turned to blink his pale yellow eyes at the munchkin. Mushroompaw, he was sure her name was.


    "Good morning," he murmured quietly, voice like melted velvet, dripping slowly with uncertainty. The black and white tuxedo tom lifted a paw to lap at, his pelt slicked and obviously groomed. "Fancy seeing you up this early."

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -50px; margin-left: ;][font=georgia][color=white][size=18] MUSHROOMPAW ![/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -25px;][font=georgia][color=white][size=16px][i] i can't take another night[align=center][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#161616; width: 430px; height: 200px; borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -5px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white]The voice had startled the little fem and she almost shouted out, only to utter a small squeak instead. "Oh? I'm uh, patrolling! I thought nobody was up so I was going solo for once!" She explained quickly with a nervous smile. Mush had barely seen Sonne around, so seeing him face to face and talking to him kind of startled her, but hey, it didn't hurt to meet new people.


    "Are you doing something? Oh, did I intrude on a private session? I'm deeply sorry.." She whispered with more nervous laughs, looking around and wishing for a hole to open up in front of her just so she could jump in. This was embarrassing. Very, very embarrassing.[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 430px; border-bottom: 4px solid #161616; margin-top: -10px;][/fancypost]
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    A smile flickered on Sonne's face at Mushroompaw's nervous explanation. He didn't really think he was that intimidating, at least not to his clanmates.


    "Actually, I was just about to mark the west borders myself.. Come, walk with me." Although it was an invitation, the way Sonne had said it made it seem almost more like a request. It would be awkward to deny him. The tuxedo tom himself placed his paw back on the ground and turned, turning back to see if she would follow.


    "Have you been gardening much lately?" He asked, deciding to make some small talk. Truth be told, most felines didn't seem to be maintaining the gardens as of late.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -50px; margin-left: ;][font=georgia][color=white][size=18] MUSHROOMPAW ![/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -25px;][font=georgia][color=white][size=16px][i] i can't take another night[align=center][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#161616; width: 430px; height: 200px; borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -5px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white]"Of course, sir!" She said as she walked to stand by his side with a now friendly smile instead of an awkward one. She didn't want to upset the male so of course she was accept his request. At his inquiry, she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. "Not really, no.. I apologize. I guess was just too absorbed in trying to get people settled in comfortably." And she was daydreaming too much, too. "But I do plan on gardening soon enough. I um.. Have Venus flytrap seeds and I like Venus flytraps.." Mush had an intense love for shiny objects, but when it came to Venus flytraps, she completely adored them. They were just so cute and kept the flies away.


    "Is there anything you like? Petunias, sunflowers..?" She was genuinely curious to know, because everybody had their tastes and each plant was unique and beautiful in its own way. Kind of like her Venus flytraps.[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 430px; border-bottom: 4px solid #161616; margin-top: -10px;][/fancypost]
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    ooc ; sorry I took forever to reply aaa


    ic ; Sir, how... Quaint. Sonne couldn't help but be charmed. He nodded appropriately to her chatter, already relaxing in the easy way she was steering the conversation.


    "It is good to hear that you have been doing your best in welcoming guests," Sonne nodded in approval, but preferred to talk more about the plants she had mentioned. "I have seen Venus Flytraps in the twoleg's lands. They are rather marvelous things, but can be rather tedious to care for. The soil has to be wet, peaty and sandy. You may have to stand guard over them to ensure that curious creatures do not bump into the traps unnecessarily, or that could hasten their demises."


    "However, I have no doubt that you will tend to them carefully, and one or two of them might even blossom," the tom ended off his slightly long-winded lecture, glancing at the she-cat as he did so. He wasn't really expecting her question about his preference in flowers.


    He took a long time to answer Mushroompaw, paws still padding forward leisurely at a constant pace, and at first it seemed like he wasn't going to answer at all.


    "..It's cliche, but my favourite has to be the roses. Red ones especially, but I do love the white ones too." He was having a bit of a hard time describing why he liked them, so he settled lamely with the obvious. "They do smell good." There was also something comforting about them, and even though they were so difficult and troublesome to tend to, he wouldn't trade them for anything.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -50px; margin-left: ;][font=georgia][color=white][size=18] MUSHROOMPAW ![/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -25px;][font=georgia][color=white][size=16px][i] i can't take another night[align=center][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#161616; width: 430px; height: 200px; borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -5px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white]"Oh yes, I must do so much for my little flytraps. They'll grow up big and strong! Not strong enough to eat animals, but you get what I mean." She giggled, imagining a huge flytrap. It would be scary if the plants did grow big enough to eat certain animals. Like cats for example.


    She snapped out of her thoughts and caught the word "roses" and nodded. "It's not cliche at all! Roses are really pretty, and almost everybody loves them I bet!" Mush conjured up a rose and waved it around, laughing. Thank god it didn't have thorns, so wherever she conjured this thing from, it had its thorns removed.
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    Growing Venus Flytraps big enough to eat animals..? That sounded like quite the project. Sonne was instantly intrigued.


    "It'll be interesting to see if it was possible," he mused out loud. "I'd be quite interested in seeing if different manures could help accelerate their growth." Growing giant venus flytraps by their borders would be a great deterrent and an impressive sight..


    Pushing the thought to the back of his mind, he turned to hear Mushroompaw mention roses and had turned in time to see her wave the conjuring around. He couldn't suppress a flicker of a smile on his face at the sight, a slight purr of amusement thrilling deeply from his chest. For not the first time, Sonne was glad that he had found The Gardens, and even happier that he had elected to join.


    "That's not what most outsiders would say," he mewed mildly, then dipping his head in acknowledgment. "But I'm happy that you think so."


    As they spoke and walked, he suddenly realised that they were getting closer to the borders. They had been padding over a small mound, and as they were reaching the submit of this very flat and small curve, the colours in the horizons had caught his attention. Sunrise, of course. He stopped to admire the colours for a moment, and took a deep whiff of the early morning mist.


    Home.


    "Look," he breathed, suddenly in awe.