flower crowns [★] A WITNESS TO TIME

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kiira | tanglewood | medic
AND SOMETHING NEW WILL BREAK THE DAY

A true challenge, within the months of winter, made itself known as restless paws sought a specific craft.  As the chill settled in, the bright flowers -- beyond the swamp, mostly -- wilted or... Faded into hibernation, awaiting the kiss of a spring or summer sun.

A small book hovered in the air, pages turned rapidly without physical touch.  Flashes of colors on old pages, scrawled notes and descriptions... Possible solutions.  Christmas roses... Snowdrops... Plox… Hellebore... Crocus... New challenge.  Tracking these plants down.  The reason for the Glitch's disappearance in the early morning.  Indeed the youthful medic set out a few hours before sunrise and did not return until sun-high.  A basket filled to the brim with winter flowers dangled in her jaws, book still following.

She could work with this.

So she did.

Quite often, paws faltered, flowers falling as flesh became transparent and non-corporal.  Sharply creased brows and soft exhales answered failed attempts and backfires of her unstable form.  Determination and stubbornness powered through, resulting in numerous winter crowns, varying from a mixture of flowers to pure specifics.  A neatly woven garland of snowdrops rested comfortably on the vixen's own head.

To succeed despite her body's faults, a bright smile flashed on the girl's maw which had begun to grow stoic over faint and confusing memories as of late.  Humming an old, nameless tune, the canine continued to work, adding to her growing collection.