Kendra glanced at the piece of scraled parchment on the floor to see what the next task would bring. She was glad to see the next, and last 2 seemed a little less.. embaressing, and help the plant grow a little more.

'I'll be right back.' She smiled whilst she promised to the plant, which seemed to have perked up a little since she had sung it a song. This was good news, Kendra guessed, as it hadn't died with the shock of her awful singing as expected in the first place.

Walking over to the small cupboard on the other side of the greenhouse, she picked up a small bag of the blood and bone mixture, reading the 'CAUTION' sign scribbled on the door with some long ago ink. She frowned for a second, wondering what the problem could be, before heading back to her plant.

'TOld you I'd be back.' She sat down next to the bushling and opened up the bag, flinching away from the immeadiete smell. Carefully, Kendra took a pinch and sprinkled it around the base of the bushling before dipping her hands in the watering can to get the excess off.

One task left.