Sah
The forest never sleeps and the wolf never dies
Sah watched with satisfaction as Deimos added his own magic to the mix. The struggling patch of grass already looked better, replenished and renewed. Running a hand over the green stems, he noted small buds. Grinning, he nodded at Deimos, "We should. Then we can see what's blooming from it."Maybe Evie or another citizen knowledgeable of plants could identify it. Sah wondered if it tasted as nice as it smelled. "Would you be willing to make a pot or something similar for us to carry it back in?" Sah asked as he began to gently dig around the base of one of the clumps. He knew Deimos was capable of such a thing, but it was always best to ask.
