She leans forwards to see the crown presented to her, tracing the stems with a fingertip with a soft little hmm. It made it very pretty, but perhaps even prettier would be if the stems were long enough to braid five or six across, make it a proper crown...
She'll have to ask her mother about gardening spells when she gets back home, and if she can start a plot of her own. Her mother had always said no before, but perhaps if she had a purpose to it, she'd get a yes this time?
"I've got it," she says, with a smile edging close to a grin. "Three together--" and she adds a third blossom to the two she was holding, "and then braid." Easy!
She starts, clearly used to the motions of braiding, keeping the strands close and tight, and instantly breaks a stem between her fingers.
"Oh," she murmurs, bewildered, and tucks the broken flower into her hair instead, starting with a fresh one, still braiding the stems as tightly as she would a rope or cord; another one breaks, and the bewildered look deepens.
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She'll have to ask her mother about gardening spells when she gets back home, and if she can start a plot of her own. Her mother had always said no before, but perhaps if she had a purpose to it, she'd get a yes this time?
"I've got it," she says, with a smile edging close to a grin. "Three together--" and she adds a third blossom to the two she was holding, "and then braid." Easy!
She starts, clearly used to the motions of braiding, keeping the strands close and tight, and instantly breaks a stem between her fingers.
"Oh," she murmurs, bewildered, and tucks the broken flower into her hair instead, starting with a fresh one, still braiding the stems as tightly as she would a rope or cord; another one breaks, and the bewildered look deepens.
Maybe this isn't so easy as it seems.