[Solo - Bonfire gathering Adventure] Still Flowers [Fin]

[Shaddaling]

Still Flowers walked besides her mother Bitter Mint as they approached the bonfire with her aunts of sorts. It was a lovely season for a bonfire and one was starting to crackle and smoke as it was fed fuel.

She flicked her tail, slow approaching the fire to take in the light and warmth and twisted to go and find something to feed the flames.  

[Shaddaling]

She stepped into a large puddle, soaking her hide and gave an unhappy noise before moving onward, searching for something to bring back.  

[Shaddaling]

Another puddle and it just wasn't her day it seems. Really it was going to be a surprise if she found something suitable.  

[Shaddaling]

Well, speak and perhaps the motherfather really did deliver. Still Flowers leaned forward and carefully removed the branch and started back, managing to trip into the puddles twice before returning with her fuel.

Ugh. Water.




+2  

[Shaddaling]

Perhaps she could find something more to add to the bonfire? And not trip into a puddle this time around.  

[Shaddaling]

Ooh! Another branch, and a good one and she had kept dry this time. Still Flowers picked up the branch with her teeth and flicked her tail, rather pleased as she managed to return without tripping in the water traps littered about.







2 + 4 = 6  

[Shaddaling]

Maybe she could find some more? She was rather sure that tree had more heavy branches with leaves on the ground.  

[Shaddaling]

Ooh, wait, twigs? Twigs were good weren't they? And there was also some feathers? Maybe? They seem fluffy and light and humm.... She walked around, pushing the kindling into a small pile and took a mouthful, trotting back.
She had found her groove it seemed.



6 + 1 = 7  

[Shaddaling]

Still flowers dropped off her mouthful of twigs and feathers and started back towards the area, maybe there was some more?  

[Shaddaling]

Ooh that would do nicely! Still Flower looked over the large branch with the leaves and leaned down, carefully picking up the branch and started back to the bonfire and pleased with herself, settled down to dry her soaked fur.


7+4 = 11