Here’s the little drabble I wrote around the dialogue I posted in my last entry.  Enjoy!

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“Shizukera.  What are you doing?”

The demon hunter looked up, her expression eager and her felsight glowing brightly behind her blindfold.  “I’m gardening!”

Serreina blinked.  She blinked again.  “Gardening?”

“Yeah!”  Nodding enthusiastically, Shizukera raised her thumbs in a cheerful, triumphant gesture.  “I know it’s weird to think of someone full of fel magic as being able to grow stuff, but I’ve been told I have quite the green thumb.”

Serreina blinked again, then gave her head a quick shake as her daughter’s words drifted serenely over her head.  “A … green thumb?”

“It’s a human expression.  It means you’re good at growing things, and look!  I am!”  Shizukera gestured expansively.  “See my great big garden?”

Serreina looked around.  The garden was indeed large, and it was filled with newly sprouted seedlings.  Some of them she recognized, while others were completely alien.  The effect was surprisingly pleasant.

“It looks and smells very nice,” she said.

“Thanks, but you can’t eat it yet.  Nothing is ripe, except the flowers.”  Shizukera looked up at her mother again, her ears twitching.  “You want to try growing something?  You might have a green thumb too!”

Serreina managed not to laugh, although she felt the corners of her mouth twitch.  She wondered, as she attempted to keep a straight face, just how detailed her daughter’s felsight was.

“I am a death knight, Shizukera,” she pointed out.  “Things die when I touch them.  I do not have a ‘green thumb’;  I have a black thumb of death and desiccation.”

“Oh.  I guess that’s true.”  Shizukera’s ears drooped slightly, then perked again.  “Want some flowers, though?  They taste really good.  I know because I tried some earlier.”

“No, thank you.  They’re not for eating, you know.”

“Okay, suit yourself.  More for me!”

And with that, Shizukera purred, popped a flower into her mouth, and happily returned to her garden.