◊ let it water a parched throat with warm summer rain ◊
Snapdragon's own tail started wagging too, no longer needed as a counterweight in flight. However, Snapdragon had long held a certain habit of fluttering its wings when especially pleased or satisfied. It did so now, intermittently: just the occasional brief buzz of contentment.
The wing-buzzing and tail-wagging both stopped dead at Larkspur's question, though. Ah. Hmm. Snapdragon hadn't really come to much grief over the whole reborn-as-a-flower ordeal. It had been too dead to mind being dead, and then it hadn't been dead anymore, so... why fret? Of course it was taking steps to avoid meeting the same unfortunate fate a second time— joining Verdantis, mainly. But Snapdragon wasn't sure what Larkspur's reaction would be.
Well, unpleasant news was just another part of life, and Snapdragon had never been a fan of mincing words or obfuscating truth. "I regrew from a flower. A pleasant fellow called Quinnat offered to let me stay in Verdantis, while I grow up again." Snapdragon buzzed off the ground, hovered for a few seconds, and landed again. "I'm afraid I lost those feathers you gave me. I apologize."
The wing-buzzing and tail-wagging both stopped dead at Larkspur's question, though. Ah. Hmm. Snapdragon hadn't really come to much grief over the whole reborn-as-a-flower ordeal. It had been too dead to mind being dead, and then it hadn't been dead anymore, so... why fret? Of course it was taking steps to avoid meeting the same unfortunate fate a second time— joining Verdantis, mainly. But Snapdragon wasn't sure what Larkspur's reaction would be.
Well, unpleasant news was just another part of life, and Snapdragon had never been a fan of mincing words or obfuscating truth. "I regrew from a flower. A pleasant fellow called Quinnat offered to let me stay in Verdantis, while I grow up again." Snapdragon buzzed off the ground, hovered for a few seconds, and landed again. "I'm afraid I lost those feathers you gave me. I apologize."