 AR Project - Post 4
Okay, so she had complimented the tree and talked with it a little bit. And she'd meant what she said too. She wasn't just trying to butter the willow up so that she could get what she wanted, because that would be mean and she certainly wasn't a mean person. In fact she was a very genuine and caring person. Which was why she was looking forward to giving the tree a gift, but not quite yet. For now, she just needed to pop the question.
She sat up from the trunk slightly and cleared her throat. It was sort of a big thing to ask, wasn't it? She knew she needed to though, so she took a deep breath and forged ahead. "So, I was wondering..." But then she remembered, Oh! Walk around the tree. Notes. Right.
She checked her notes again, dragging her pale finger across the page. Yes, three times, clockwise. Annnnd go! She slowly and calmly stood from the base of the tree, brushed off her robes, and began to walk around the tree. Lucky I didn't choose a redwood ey? This could take DAYS if I had! They were massive trees indeed. This willow though was fairly average size. But not in the average way that meant she thought the tree was only average, because she was being nice to it and appreciating it and all of that and definitely didn't want it to have any confidence issues.
She circled clockwise, once, and ran her hand along the bark as she did. She sort of felt like she was stalking the tree, but that was what the book said to do so... She circled it again and began to speak, again. Um, willow tree? Could I have a branch from you please?" She looked up at its branches and watched them blow beautifully in the wind as she circled a third time. Hopefully she wasn't on the verge of giving the poor tree an anxiety attack, because she knew if someone was circling her like that - she just might feel a little nervous. She stopped after the last circle and spoke softly again. "I'd like to make a nice gandr you see, and I chose you for it. For a lot of reasons, but, would you mind?" She didn't feel any bad vibes so that was a good sign in her eyes. "Maybe you'd like to tell me which branch you'd like to share with me? I don't want to take your favorite or anything." Maybe it's like having a favorite section of hair or something. There's always that spot that's always super soft, so I wouldn't want to give that away if someone asked me... Subconsciously, she began to twirl the strands near her ear as she thought of the shiny collection of hair.
Anyway. The breeze blew in her direction and made the branches sway and blow, revealing a low growing branch just above her head. It looked pretty pliable and fresh to her, so she took that as an acceptance.
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