[private] flower therapy

[Velkan]

I love flowers, I think we’ve established that fact pretty damn solidly, but I love conversation even more. Or not even conversation - just being near someone else. After being alone for so long, it makes me comfortable just knowing someone else is standing nearby. Not that I’m ever just standing silently beside someone for very long but like, I could if I had to. The sentiment is still the same. Plus, it’s a lot easier to not think about my mom eating my children when someone else is there for me to focus on. So this white mare that comes over and says ‘hello’ is basically my hero. I could kiss her! Except 1) we haven’t even met yet 2) my upper lip has this little hook on it like a beak so I don’t give the best of kisses and 3) what kind of an example for my children am I giving if I just go around kissing every one who says hello to me? I’ll be honest, that third one is just there because I really like thinking ‘my children’. It still makes me so happy. So instead of a kiss, I repeat her greeting - albeit with a bit more enthusiasm. “Hello!” And yeah, like I’m going to stop there. “Are you busy at the moment? Would you like to help me find some flowers? I could really use the help.” I glance down to the patch of wildflowers I’m standing in before looking back up with a warm grin. “I mean, these ones are okay but I’m looking for the perfect flowers and,” Here I switch to a whisper, half-feigning half-seriously worried about whether the flowers will hear me, “I just don’t think these ones are going to make the cut.”

artwork by space1993

@[Islas]