dancing all alone in the morning light / open, weekly task

[Suiteheart]

[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 530px; min-height: 9px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; padding: 20px"]Oh, Suiteheart did think herself clever for this. She knew of Margaery's love for gardening, and she knew that there were no gardens on the Ascendant's territory. Creating a garden would prove stress relieving for her wife. And it would be reminiscent of home. This was perfect, wasn't it?

The girl strolled forward, a small rose bush clasped in her maw. The thorns had proven extremely tricky, and they had cut up her mouth and her paws. But it was okay. It would make Margy happy, and that was all Suite cared about at this moment in time. After everything, she wanted her wife to be okay. And if cutting her paws and mouth up just a bit to bring her a rose bush meant it would bring a smile to Margaery's face, Suite would do this for the rest of her life.

"Think you can find a place for this little guy?" she questioned, gently setting the plant down before waving to Lunafreya. The gift was a peach-colored plant, small yet promising. When it grew, it would be amazing. She hoped Margy liked it.

[color=#73B1B7][b]"This is really going to be something good, you know? Like there's tons of seeds here. In a few months, it'll be absolutely beautiful."