06-01-2009, 09:42 PM
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Catalyst had seen some gardens in her time, naturally and also harvested by hands as well, but most of them were back in the day when she was traveling with her mother. Although the gardens that were created by hands were surely a lovely possession to create and keep, the natural wildflowers that grew in the wild were something to truly behold, admire, and respect. Their sweet and often at times musky aroma; she could remember the traveling days where her mother and siblings migrated through a region populated with an assortment of flowers, and how there were so many colors, sweet smells, and wonders to behold of them. Mother would stop from time to time, letting her and her siblings frolic through them, relish in their sweet smells. She would always wonder how flowers survived the way they did in the wild, being all alone and in their solitude. Hearing as Rath explained that his friend was attempting to grow a garden, hopefully Catalyst would gain permission in order to see it one day. "Really? Where does she live? Not familiar with everything 'round 'ere yet... everything's so big!" Dahlia was certainly a vast territory within itself, but perhaps if Rath could offer a name or maybe even direction to where his friend resided at, then perhaps Catalyst would hold more recognition in Rath's friend than thought of.
Interested in the weapon that he grasped, the fine end blade was sharp, precise, looked like it could do quality work and more. Recalling her afternoon with Cwmfen, she mentioned something along the lines of an axe, as well as an array of other fine weaponry. As Rath went into the throes of explaining his job and how long this process would take for him, Catalyst tried her best to comprehend every word that fell from his russet jaws. Out of all the adults met, he was certainly a mouthful! At this, Catalyst couldn't help but giggle gently and smile. Other adults seemed to be brief in their speech, but he was mighty detailed, and it was a little bit of a challenge for her to keep up with connecting everything said in his sentence. Wasn't necessarily a bad thing, but it was different for her at this time and era. Once he was done explaining, it took a moment for the pup to fully comprehend what all was said. Making a greenhouse, sounded fun, kind of! "So how's long will it take b'fore it's done? Sounds like a lotta work, but... sounds fun..." She agreed, with her smile shrinking to that of a gentle and tiny grin. Anything that sounded fun or was declared fun by an adult must be fun, right? Yet, Rath's line of work, there was something that was... complicated about it. Catalyst couldn't put her paw on the word exactly, but she tilted her head to the side as another round of a question was asked. "Why does there hafta' be so many... steps?" Greenhouses and any house looked simple enough, Catalyst just didn't truly realize the hard work and effort that was put into carpentry.
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Catalyst had seen some gardens in her time, naturally and also harvested by hands as well, but most of them were back in the day when she was traveling with her mother. Although the gardens that were created by hands were surely a lovely possession to create and keep, the natural wildflowers that grew in the wild were something to truly behold, admire, and respect. Their sweet and often at times musky aroma; she could remember the traveling days where her mother and siblings migrated through a region populated with an assortment of flowers, and how there were so many colors, sweet smells, and wonders to behold of them. Mother would stop from time to time, letting her and her siblings frolic through them, relish in their sweet smells. She would always wonder how flowers survived the way they did in the wild, being all alone and in their solitude. Hearing as Rath explained that his friend was attempting to grow a garden, hopefully Catalyst would gain permission in order to see it one day. "Really? Where does she live? Not familiar with everything 'round 'ere yet... everything's so big!" Dahlia was certainly a vast territory within itself, but perhaps if Rath could offer a name or maybe even direction to where his friend resided at, then perhaps Catalyst would hold more recognition in Rath's friend than thought of.
Interested in the weapon that he grasped, the fine end blade was sharp, precise, looked like it could do quality work and more. Recalling her afternoon with Cwmfen, she mentioned something along the lines of an axe, as well as an array of other fine weaponry. As Rath went into the throes of explaining his job and how long this process would take for him, Catalyst tried her best to comprehend every word that fell from his russet jaws. Out of all the adults met, he was certainly a mouthful! At this, Catalyst couldn't help but giggle gently and smile. Other adults seemed to be brief in their speech, but he was mighty detailed, and it was a little bit of a challenge for her to keep up with connecting everything said in his sentence. Wasn't necessarily a bad thing, but it was different for her at this time and era. Once he was done explaining, it took a moment for the pup to fully comprehend what all was said. Making a greenhouse, sounded fun, kind of! "So how's long will it take b'fore it's done? Sounds like a lotta work, but... sounds fun..." She agreed, with her smile shrinking to that of a gentle and tiny grin. Anything that sounded fun or was declared fun by an adult must be fun, right? Yet, Rath's line of work, there was something that was... complicated about it. Catalyst couldn't put her paw on the word exactly, but she tilted her head to the side as another round of a question was asked. "Why does there hafta' be so many... steps?" Greenhouses and any house looked simple enough, Catalyst just didn't truly realize the hard work and effort that was put into carpentry.
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