Post by Skybreeze on Feb 1, 2011 15:11:23 GMT -5
She walked to the patches of catmint. They were crushed pretty good. She sniffed around for some fresh ones unharmed with no luck. She shook her head. All three were gone, and they were in the middle of leaf-bare. She fretted. One tiny sprout caught her eyes, and sh sighed in relief. There was one, and another. They were sprouting under the crushed leaves. She dug away the dead ones quickly to give them room to grow. She looked around and grabbed twigs and vines and wrapped a makeshift fence around it. Maybe they could make it if they continued to grow.
