Althea pursed her lips, trying to control her laughter, as she teasingly rolled over Truffle-poop on her palm. It had no idea she was insulting it, just happily rolling around as if she were showing affection.
The other two were not to accept defeat.
More and more, she came to understand that these plants truly understood much more than she could've imagined. This wasn't pseudo-sentience anymore.
With this determination, she became more certain that they would go with her. As for the effects on them and their needs, she'd figure it out. Alterra was filled with talented people; there would be a way somewhere.
Althea and Garan didn't dawdle too long, and they headed back with speed and style. I.e., on the Sunflower-Snake.
Sol was really agile and could flexibly travel above the canopies. A proper sunflower embodying what it meant to be 'the sun above the trees'.
