[open] in this world there's real and make believe

[Fern]

fern. Not lost. Well, that provided the painted green mare with a small dose of relief as she studied the youngster.  But being out this late on a Quest doesn’t ensure the girl’s safety.  Fern watches with vested interest as the girl does, well, does something.  The older mare knows implicitly that the plants that the girl has created aren’t real. If there’s anything Fern knows, it’s plants.  And Fern can spot the tiny inconsistencies in the girl’s illusion.  Still, the effect is certainly entertaining and the green mare finds the illusion quite amusing, given the circumstances. “That’s quite a talent,” she said as the flowers and ferns continued to grow around the girl. “I’m not a fairy. But I do happen to love flowers,” Fern replied, and in response wildflowers sprung from the ground around the girl - very much real and alive - mixing with the flowers in Asena’s illusion. “A clue,” Fern muses, thinking if there are any flowers considered rare anywhere in the vicinity - anywhere that could help speed the girl’s quest along.  Unfortunately, there’d be significant travel for just about anything that fit the bill - especially this time of year.  Fern took a moment to ponder this new dilemma, because she very obviously wasn’t going to let the girl go bounding off alone in the dark.  Finally, Fern settles upon an acceptable answer.  She turned her full attention back to the girl. “I tell you what. Instead of going somewhere, what if I saved you the trip? What if I grew you your very own rare flower? Do you think that would work for your Quest?” Fern asked, with a slight incline of her painted head.

 

@[Asena]