Post by Fiera Ferella on Jan 28, 2020 14:35:57 GMT -6
When he realized that his owner was approaching, Michael immediately went for the “Im not doing anything” approach. He sat back on his haunches and looked around with wonder in his eyes, as if he wasn’t covered in damp soil and hadn’t just been seen taking a bit TOO much interest in the fence. Fiera made a bee line toward him, the mulch and the trees completely forgotten due to this. “Michael, what were you doing.” She repeated as she slowed down in front of him, her voice stern but exasperated. He simply glanced around, as if everything but her was just SO interesting right now. She sighed and gently nudged him to one side, which he made far more difficult than if should have been. There, she saw what he had just been working on. The soil near the fence had been freshly overturned and scattered in all directions.
Post by Fiera Ferella on Jan 28, 2020 14:40:24 GMT -6
And there, just beneath the fence, was a small hole. Michael had been trying to dig his way out! Fiera sighed, disappointed. She had just bought this king of the evergreen. It wouldn’t reflect well on her if she had to go back just s couple weeks later and request another because she had lost the first one because it dug it’s way out of her garden and skipped away to goodness knows where. She glanced back at Michael, who was wearing what she assumed was a sheepish expression before turning back to the hole. With one boot, she scraped as much of the dirt as possible back over to the hole and pushed it back in, tamping it down with the tip of her boot. There. He wouldn’t be getting out of that any time soon... though she realized that she did need to keep a closer eye on him,
Post by Fiera Ferella on Jan 28, 2020 14:45:00 GMT -6
She strode back over to her king of the evergreen, and gently took his hand in hers.. Fiera was still uncomfortable with the idea of restraining him, but hopefully he would allow himself to be led around like you would a child. Indeed, he didn’t seem to mind too much as she gently walked him back over to where she had been working before, before gently pushing on his shoulders so he’d return to a sitting position. There. Now he was close enough that she could work AND guide him back over if he started wandering off. He didn’t seem upset at the change of scenery- quite the opposite, actually. He sniffed at the dead flowers, gently picking at them with a single three fingered hand. “That’s good, Michael.” She said, trying to put a calmer tone in her voice to make up for the scolding earlier.
Post by Fiera Ferella on Jan 28, 2020 14:50:58 GMT -6
“You’re helping, ok? Keep picking out those dead flowers.” She said as she turned back to her mulch bag. Michael didn’t seem to really understand her but it didn’t matter. He kept picking out the dead flowers all the same. Fiera nodded, satisfied, and leaned down toward the bag. She gripped the rubbery plastic in her hands and pulled, ripping open the bag. Ah, wait. She’d need a rake to spread this around. The humanish clucked her tongue, looking back at Michael. He couldn’t get out in the time it took for her to grab a rake... right? Especially while he looked so calm? Michael simply tilted his head and looked at her. Quietly praying that Michael was more intelligent and less mischevious, Fiera scuttled back over to the shed, throwing open the door. She shuffled through a number of sticked gardening implements that were leaning up against it.
Post by Fiera Ferella on Jan 28, 2020 17:14:16 GMT -6
The other garden implements clattered to the ground as Fiera dragged the rake out of the pile. She sighed, and waved the mess away. Whatever, she’d clean it all up later. For now, she had better things to do. She shut the door behind her firmly so no curious critters could get in, and made the trek back to Michael. When she arrived, she was fully expecting the worst out of him. Instead, she found him with a mouthful of dead plants in his mouth. Fiera shrugged- she could live with that, and at least he was enjoying himself. With that problem nonexistent, she moved on to fixing up the appearance of these trees. The humanish gripped the edge of the bag of mulch and tipped it over, letting it spill onto the roots of one of the saplings. A couple more shakes, and the base of the tree was well covered.
Post by Fiera Ferella on Jan 28, 2020 17:18:54 GMT -6
Fiera finally lifted the bag up and found she didn’t have to drag it along the ground anymore- that had lightened it enough that she could actually fully lift it now. So she did that, carrying it to another tree and setting it gently against its base. Then with rake in hand, she started to make the mulch look a little nicer. She stroked it outward, away from the base of the tree, trying to sculpt it into a circle shape. It went pretty well all things considered, though she was no artist. Once she had the rough shape down, she nudged the rest back into place with her boot. “Hm. Yeah, that’s a circle.” She mused to herself, and heard Michael snuffle in agreement. After a moments judgement she decided it didn’t need any additional mulch, and went back to the bag to move on to the next tree.
Post by Fiera Ferella on Jan 28, 2020 18:59:30 GMT -6
As she moved the bag toward the next tree, Fiera heard a shuffling sound behind her. She turned around to find Michael sniffing at the mulch she had just put down. “Hey, don’t you mess with that.” She said, a warning tone in her voice. She turned around, thought for a moment, and turned back. “And don’t eat it either.” She clarified before pointing back at the dead flower bed. Michael blinked a few times before turning away, apparently not all that bothered by Fiera’s request. She sighed with relief and turned back to the next tree, readying the bag. It was a lot easier to maneuver now that it was partially empty, and she was easily able to shuffle around the tree, evenly distributing the mulch. By the time she was done, she was sure the bag only had a mere fraction of its original contents left.
Post by Fiera Ferella on Jan 28, 2020 19:20:33 GMT -6
Fiera tossed the plastic bag aside, as it was now light enough to do so with ease. Then, she got her rake (a cheap wood and plastic affair- what could she say, it did the job!) and began fixing it up again. A few minutes later with Michael acting as audience, and that tree too was surrounded by a neat circle of mulch. Fiera nodded with satisfaction and plucked the bag up. If she kept up this rate, she’d be done with these trees in no time! She moved to the next, with Michael ambling along behind her. However, when she poured the mulch over this tree’s base, she realized that she didn’t... quite have enough for it. She sighed loudly and whinily, but only catching Michael’s attention and not garnering much sympathy for herself at all. She would have to go and get another bag of mulch.
Post by Fiera Ferella on Jan 28, 2020 19:29:21 GMT -6
Reluctantly, Fiera balled up the empty bag and began to walk back to the shed. To her surprise, Michael started padding along behind her. Either he was finally growing comfortable enough with her presence to want to be by her, or he was just curious about where he could stir up some trouble next. For her own sake, Fiera sincerely hoped that it was the first one. She didn’t need to shoo Michsel off something else, and she was sure Michael didn’t need the extra pressure either. As the shed grew closer, she could hear her long of the evergreen sniffing louder. As with the fence, Fiera assumed that the plant creature was confused or inquisitive about the existence of such foreign materials. Still, she had to get another bag of mulch out of the shed, so she hoped his investigations didn’t lead to any property destruction.
Post by Fiera Ferella on Jan 29, 2020 8:27:35 GMT -6
She opened the shed again, carefully nudging Michael out of the way to do so. She heard his snuffling disappear around the back of the shed instead. That was fine- hopefully this wouldn’t take too long. She deposited the bag from the first mulch in the garbage can, and grabbed a second bag of mulch from the corner. With a quick heave ho, she was able to drag it out of the shed, depositing it unceremoniously on the ground out front. That’d do. She closed the door of the shed and rounded the corner, looking for her king of the evergreen. When she found him, he was holding something surprising. Two flowers, blue and white- snowdrops, perhaps? Fiera didn’t really know her flowers, admittedly- it wasn’t really something that came up in her previous line of work. Still, it was a wonder where Michael could have found those.
Post by Fiera Ferella on Jan 29, 2020 8:33:29 GMT -6
After all, as far as she knew, everything in the gardens was cold and dead right now, like the flowers he had been eating earlier. She approached him slowly, and he seemed excited for her. He walked over, clutching the flowers, and pushed them into her hands. “...For me?” She said, before catching her confused tone. “Thank you!” She said more gratefully so she wouldn’t disappoint him. She gently slid them into her back pocket, trying not to crush the stems. She didn’t have much use for plain flowers, but she could probably trade these in for something at curious collections later. She was still wondering where they came from, though. She gave a quick look at the bushes that lined the garden shed. There was nothing hidden among their branches as far as she could tell, not even ripped stems or disturbed soil. It was a real head scratcher.
Post by Fiera Ferella on Jan 29, 2020 8:38:55 GMT -6
Well, Michael was a plant creature, right? They had all sorts of connections to matters floral. Maybe he just... magicked them up for her. The edge of Fiera’s lip quirked up, threatening a smile. How sweet of him. Unless... Fiera realized that she couldn’t remember if snow drops were poisonous or not. Less sweet. Well still, regardless of Michael’s real intentions toward her, she could make the most of his gift. For now though, it was time to get back to work on her garden. She went back to the bag of mulch, Michael following behind her. She picked it up by the corners and dragged it over to the tree that she had been forced to leave unfinished. She tore open the bag with a bit of effort and slowly tipped it on its side. She didn’t need too much mulch right now, after all. A little would do.
Post by Fiera Ferella on Jan 29, 2020 8:42:34 GMT -6
Soon, the pile on the ground had grown to an acceptable amount, and Fiera scooted the bag aside. She readied her rake and got ready to spread it around when she found something on the other side of the tree. It was a large squash, uncarved and covered in a thin layer of snow. Fiera sighed to herself, remembering why it was there. It had been a half hearted vai min mur decoration that she had forgotten she left up. It wasn’t much of one, really- not a scary face to be seen on it. Well, she could take it back with her other garden harvests. Make a pie out of it or something. She hefted it up, and Michael watched her stagger over time her bag with a small amount of amusement. She put it away, along with the snowdrops. Maybe not a harvest she was expecting, but something she could make the most of regardless.
Twilight-Claw: I really, really love all the updates that have come~! <3
May 24, 2020 2:12:37 GMT -6
Fiera Ferella: np!!! I hope y'all like it!
May 23, 2020 13:45:06 GMT -6
Riku: What an awesome update, staff! Thanks for that! <3
May 23, 2020 12:06:52 GMT -6
Jack: All have been found!
May 23, 2020 9:53:27 GMT -6
Jack: Might want to be on the lookout for anything... odd
May 22, 2020 23:51:22 GMT -6
Fiera Ferella: Yeah it’s definitely a coincidence but wow did it work out well for us! XD
May 22, 2020 6:43:27 GMT -6
Silver: I'm pretty sure that was just a coincidence, but it sure feels lucky!
May 22, 2020 2:07:09 GMT -6
Riku: So did you guys make this hosting switch perfectly RIGHT before pb broke? >.< Thaz crazy. It’s a huge relief and I’m very glad we’ve come to this. <3
May 22, 2020 1:41:01 GMT -6
Fiera Ferella: It’s free up to a certain number of GB, which we haven’t hit yet.
May 21, 2020 6:46:33 GMT -6
Twilight-Claw: Is the site that is going to be used to host all those images also the type you'd need to pay for? (definitely noticed the broken images yeah. Photobucket feels like it is standing on its last legs. X3 )
May 21, 2020 0:13:57 GMT -6
Morgan: I'm just kinda nervous about them going down before things get moved over completely. It's prolly nothing to be worried about though. :3
May 20, 2020 22:13:15 GMT -6
Fiera Ferella: Thank goodness we're moving out of there? XD
May 20, 2020 21:59:22 GMT -6
Renathan: Ugh, photobucket has the images broke again. x3
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