don't sit under the apple tree [p, lotta]

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    Ever since he was a child Tiger had shown an interest in gardening, and could often be found planting one thing or another while the other children were sparring. This led to many arguments between his parents, and eventually caused him a lot of pain, but not even this could discourage him. It wasn’t until now, nearly two years after he had expressed interest in the hobby that Tiger actually had the opportunity to grow a garden of his own. And dear god, he didn’t know where to start. The canine was currently standing in front of a 20 by 20 foot patch of soil, a mixture of joy and nervousness stirring in his gaze. Lying on the ground next to him was a couple packets of seeds, some gardening tools, and a straw sunhat, which he now picked up and placed on his head. It was a rather hot day today, and although the hat didn’t actually do anything for him, he still appreciated it’s presence nonetheless. After a couple minutes of standing there and doing nothing, the canine finally stepped on the medium-sized plot of dirt and started to make some holes with the trowel. Assuming that he made about 10 – 15 holes per row, this could take a while.


    ISELOTTA  

    Lottie had the fortune of not only having the Greenhouse for their medicinal purposes, but a garden of her own outside of her hut; mainly filled with flowers and lavender, things that made her happy, but didn't nessecarily have any use. Imperia, too, had a wonderous garden of her own, and she knew many of the BlizzardClan inhabitants appreciated gardening- at the very least, they appreciated nature and keeping the Clan clean and tidy. Today, though, was a hot day, and the secretly-pregnant she-cat was struggling. She had been working since the mid-morning with training and cleaning up the Den, and now she simply found herself tired and bored of the work. Since it wasn't as if she was under lock-and-key in the den all day, she stepped out to get some lunch and take a walk around for some fresh air.


    It just so happened that she ran into Tigerlily, who now stood amongst the freshly-upturned earth with a trowel in-paw. "Gardening?" she would chime curiously, her French accent clipping at the word softly as she offered a friendly smile as she sat down nearby, at least to not intervene if he didn't want help. "And all by yourself? Why, that's hardly any fun- is it alright if I join you, at least for company."

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    By the time Iselotta had arrived he was already on the fourth hole, a peaceful look on his face as he struck the trowel into the ground. His facial expression wouldn't change much upon sensing the medic's arrival, the only difference being that he seemed to tense up. Both of the medics [and their apprentices] were all nice people, but he still found himself hesitating to interact with them. Despite the shared interest, he felt that trying to talk to them would just end up with him embarrassing himself. After all, his medical experience was limited due to his family's beliefs. A soft smile would soon slide onto his features as he began to respond, his tone friendlier than usual. "Mhm, it's a lovely day to do so." He would comment, finishing another hole. At her offer he would look up from his work, staring at her for a second before looking down, unable to hide his growing smile. "I would indeed appreciate the company, thank you. There are some seed packets located behind me, you're free to start planting seeds if you wish. It doesn't matter what kind." What mattered is that he was actually growing stuff, that he was pursuing one of his many passions. "Do you uh- also garden? Jacob directed me to the greenhouse, and while it's astonishing, I just assumed it was more of a community project than a personal one."