This was something he hadn't done in over a century. After talking it over with Alex, Gwyn had selected a portion of space in the rear of the manor to make into a nice garden. There were already decent plant arrangements around the property, but no one could quite make them like Gwyn could. He'd already cleared the space, and prepped the soil so that it was as fertile as it could be. He had several bags containing a variety of bulbs and seeds which he was arranging meticulously in the soil. Finally, there was a simple stone arrangement built up around the section of yard.
He wasn't in his usual attire, this task required him to get himself dirty instead of dapper. He'd chosen a simple white t-shirt and a worn out pair of jeans, his long red hair was pulled back into a ponytail as well. He wasn't alone though, he had the sheep, and was his niece Camillia to keep him company. Gwyn kept a watchful eye on them even as he worked. He was more or less done with the hard part of his task. His aura would do the rest of the work, so he could relax a bit and watch it work itself on the budding life in the soil. Cami seemed to sense it and moved to sit on her uncle's leg, for a bit. "You know, I'm pretty filthy right now, Cami. Well, I guess you're still a little kid so you don't care," the hatchling stared up at Gwyn for a moment before chirping at him conversationally, baby talk is still baby talk even if it's a dragon. "I don't even think Sammy would let me come into the apartment looking like this. But that's why I brought fresh clothes to change into."
The hatchling wasn't paying attention, she was now distracted by a new presence approaching them. There was no mistaking who it was. She darted off partway to greet her aunt Moira, chirping eagerly at her. Gwyn smiled and waved, "Hey there."
@Foxy
He wasn't in his usual attire, this task required him to get himself dirty instead of dapper. He'd chosen a simple white t-shirt and a worn out pair of jeans, his long red hair was pulled back into a ponytail as well. He wasn't alone though, he had the sheep, and was his niece Camillia to keep him company. Gwyn kept a watchful eye on them even as he worked. He was more or less done with the hard part of his task. His aura would do the rest of the work, so he could relax a bit and watch it work itself on the budding life in the soil. Cami seemed to sense it and moved to sit on her uncle's leg, for a bit. "You know, I'm pretty filthy right now, Cami. Well, I guess you're still a little kid so you don't care," the hatchling stared up at Gwyn for a moment before chirping at him conversationally, baby talk is still baby talk even if it's a dragon. "I don't even think Sammy would let me come into the apartment looking like this. But that's why I brought fresh clothes to change into."
The hatchling wasn't paying attention, she was now distracted by a new presence approaching them. There was no mistaking who it was. She darted off partway to greet her aunt Moira, chirping eagerly at her. Gwyn smiled and waved, "Hey there."
@Foxy
Moira smelled the tilled soil from inside. It had a particular kind of smell that, while Moira was no Earth Dragon, she was drawn to it nonetheless. She hadn't smelled life in a very long time. She was used to manure, feces, or urine in cramped locations. The smell of blood in the air and so much fear you could choke on it.