gardening [★] trust me

[Luciferr]

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P H O B O S  .|.  S U S U R R U S  I N F E R I  .|.  D E I M O S

”do you need some help with that?” a voice that sounded like it was trying to be as gentle and as quiet as it could be asked.

From behind the very small fox stood Phobos the white-blue icy dragon looking very out of place amidst the blooming garden - though to his credit he appeared to be trying his best to not harm it in any way - as far as to keep his chilly presence as inward as he could.

Phobos hadn’t meant to wander this way, but the dragon had left his other halves after their hunt to simply go and enjoy a little exploration of the territory they now found themselves in - even the hot desert sun barely inconvenienced him fro all his icy glory as he had hummed quietly to himself along his walk - but it had been then that he’d spied the garden and curiosity won out - as well as a brief pang of longing.

It had been once, very very long ago that he’d once tended such places full of life.

And then end spied the hobbling little fox going about the garden and had drawn back at first, unsure his welcome - aspect of fear he might be but he didn’t intentionally want to startle the gardener and well fear was for his enemies, this little one was far from being that.

He shifted almost nervously one might say before he offered up ”my name is Phobos” as if he’d almost forgotten to even introduce his name.

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