Submission (#125) Approved

Roan has never exactly had a green thumb. She tried, of course--all the shriveled up rosemary and basil and dill. She mourned the completely homemade pickles she'd often dreamed of making...and then her parents gave her a cactus to cheer her up and she killed that too. So when she received the gift of seeds in her travels, she felt she owed it to the mother boar to give them to someone who might do more good with them than her.