Shadow blinked and looked up and around until he spotted Pippin behind the bushes.

“Oh, hi,” he said, feeling embarrassed at being caught brooding. He didn’t normally sulk like this, after all, but then he didn’t normally loose his temper the way he just had either.

He hadn't really noticed the flowers, but she had a point about the pink, now that he thought about it. “A tree?” he ventured, grinning a little. “I guess that might work… unless you’re in the mood to break something.”

He nodded toward the pruning shears in her hands. “Working?” he asked.