Thread:GulfstreamTheGardener/@comment-44642068-20200107194153/@comment-33229352-20200202195824

"Oh, poison ivy!" the Raccoon said excitedly, crouching down to pick a few leaves. They held them up to their face to see them better. "I used to roll in patches of this all the time as a child."

There was a very loud incredulous sigh from the far end of the courtyard. The Eagle had made her entrance. The Raccoon's squirrel figurine was perched on her shoulder. "What in Forengard is going on here?" she sounded very tired.