<div class="floatleft">(https://www.artwave.it/wp/wp-content/uploads/2017/11/mariacarlaboscono5.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Cerise Jillian Pendleton</span><br/><strong>Blessed By::</strong>Artemis<br/><strong>Location::</strong>The woods west of the village, the Artemis House yard area<br/><strong>Company::</strong>Snowflake (Siberian Husky), Autumn, Kirana<br/><strong>Date/Time::</strong>Friday, 19 June, 0930.<br/><strong>Mood::</strong>Relaxed<br/><strong>Wearing::</strong>Black shirt, grey vest, black pack<br/><strong>TRIGGER WARNINGS::</strong>None<br/><br/><hr/><br/>After wandering in the woods for a while and picking up some wild onions for the meal tomorrow, Cerise made her way back into the camp, with Snowflake following her. She went to the greenhouse, fully expecting their resident cook to be there, and knocked on the door politely. "Hello?" she called softly. "I brought some wild onions for dinner, if you'd like to use them. Very fresh." She smiled, a little awkwardly, looking in at the plants. The greenhouse was almost as nice as the forest in some ways, she thought. A cultivated beauty rather than a wild one, but beauty all the same.<br/><br/>Snowflake sat politely at her heel. Cerise's dogs were extremely well-behaved. She knew her way around dogs. They were...simpler than people, in many ways. She shifted uncomfortably, reminded that her utilitarian hiking clothing was rather plain by the standards of the village.