AND OTHER VARIOUS ITEMS ☆ herb planting

[michael t.]

Michael knew full well that Margaret wasn't supposed to be out and about in the jungle, especially after the meteor strike. However, Michael also knew that he was hardly the type to be scolding someone over breaking the rules. Even if Maggie didn't know about his past – well, sort of past, sort of present – as a thief and fugitive, the thought of lecturing someone else after all he had done sort of made his skin crawl. So, when Maggie emerged clumsily from the shadows to make sure he was alright, he shot her a halfhearted look that was supposed to be disapproval, but really just seemed to look like he was in pain thanks to his paw. The privateer was still holding his injured paw close to his chest as he muttered, a sigh leaving him, "Hey Maggie... I'm alright. Just accidentally stuck my paw a bit too far down and twisted it a bit." His wrist ached a little bit in reminder, but he mostly shrugged it off. After all, he had been through much worse injuries in his life. Hell, he had been through much worse in the last week.

He then found himself blinking mismatched eyes in surprise when Margaret offered to help him with his task. He supposed it made sense that the young girl would want to contribute in some way, but he couldn't help the worry that flashed across his face. His teeth sunk gently into his cheek as he thought about how small she was, and how easy it would be for her to do worse than just twist her paw. Still, the thought of seeing an expression of disappointment on his niece's face made his stomach twist even more, so he knew what he had to do. Glancing between Maggie and the still empty pit that was ready for a sproutling, he nodded and muttered, his tufted ears flicking downwards for a moment, "Uhh... yeah, course you can help. I mean, it's nothing all that complicated. You just gotta put that sproutling in that hole, and then cover the based up with dirt." He pointed at one of the horsetail sprouts, still feeling a sense of anxiety. Hopefully nothing would happen, or Roxie would kill him.

[glow=#FFAD01,1,000]" oh, it's a setup, no, no, we won't fall. "[/glow]