Re: Mino (Prinny #471)
The slime waved to her as she left, looking forward to tasty fruit as the journey southward continued. Just past the trees, Mino knew she had found the right area, because every single plant here was incredibly well cared for, and in it's own chaotic way, even Mino knew it was a garden. Roses and wide flowers curled up vines onto the trees to bloom and spread an amazingly beautiful scent, and even the grass looked healthier then anything Mino had ever seen, the long, bright green blades like slivers of emerald along the ground. As the breeze blew through the garden, Mino noticed there were several carefully planted saplings, and what looked like a slender brown woman tending to them.