#gill i cannOT find the post of you cheering on plant!!

[foewreckem]

Prompt #10: Foster

( some undetermined day at the Sandsea, guest starring @thelegendofivalice whomst I cannot tag  )

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The squeak of running boots on hardwood interrupted A’zaela’s morning.

By now she knew the weight and cadence of those steps, and so she went up the stairs two at a time, prepared to sternly remind Alaq’it that she wasn’t supposed to be running in the godsdamned Sands--

But she stopped when she saw the younger girl’s stricken face. “What’s wrong?”

Alaq’it took a moment to gather her breath. “She is leaning badly!  Please, please come look at her again!”

A’zaela nodded and followed her swiftly out of the house and into the garden; Alaq’it stopped her mad dash at a very strange plant that stood out from the rest of the garden like a sore thumb. She watched anxiously as A’zaela leaned over to inspect the thing, taking the leaning part into her hand before tapping a green bulb with a smile on her face.

“She’s going to have a flower here, I think.” A’zaela motioned for Alaq’it to lean down next to her.

Alaq’it complied eagerly, relief washing over her face. “That is good, yes, she will not die?”

“She won’t.” A’zaela had a big smile. “But in Eorzea, there’s something we do for plants. It’s especially important here, where it’s so hot.”

Alaq’it was listening in rapt silence. A’zaela carefully raised a fist, and…

...pumped it in the direction of the plant.

“Go, plant!”

Now Alaq’it’s relief had dissolved into pure confusion, but at a nod from A’zaela, she raised her own small fist.

“Go… plant… go… plant!”

It was a good and balmy morning.