Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25234327-20140504230741/@comment-8267955-20140515021752

"What's your idea of a perfect date?" Maeve asked knowing that her misdirection can lead the minds of the people around her to Willow and Willow only. If she were to answer her own question, she would have had to say that she'd love it to be somewhere around plants. Like the garden where the Night Briars are near, where she could have an intelligent conversation with someone. A situation that seemed both very familiar and yet very melancholic for her.

(The situation being referred to is in my fanfiction Forlorn . :D)