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Cerise had learned from a young age to be really cautious when shopping for flowers. There were a ton of beautiful blooms that were poisonous to dogs, which also included wolves. Obviously her dad probably wasn’t going to eat those, but it was better safe than sorry. Plus, she and Ramona were technically half-wolf, so it was just better to not have those hanging around. Her mom had a big love for flowers though, so she’d taught them about safety. Roses were in. Dahlias were out.
Regardless, she and her family weren’t big flower eaters. But when she’d started dating Kitty, this random body of knowledge suddenly became very helpful.
Kitty was honestly kind of wild. Probably it was because she’d been raised in Wonderland. Cerise didn’t know everything that went down in that place, but she’d come to the assumption that a lot of things there were randomly edible. Including things like pencils, buttons, and flowers. Cerise had absent mindedly picked out an animal safe arrangement of flowers to give to Kitty not long after they’d started dating, but her stomach had still plummeted after Kitty started munching on them. Thankfully she hadn’t contaminated the bunch, and everything was fine.
Frankly, Cerise didn’t know how Kitty had gone so long without getting poisoned. She would eat random things off the ground all the time. She’d had to pull a bunch of things out of Kitty’s hands in the first few months of them dating before the girl finally caught on. The cat had been very insistent that she had some kind of ‘Wonderland Immune System’, but Cerise just didn’t see how eating leaves could possibly be good for anyone.
It was, admittedly, endearing though. Kitty had a very low sense of fear, whereas Cerise’s was extremely high. She’d been raised to always be incredibly cautious, and never put yourself out there more than you had to. All in the pursuit of keeping the family secret. Although she was passing some of that caution onto Kitty, the other girl was also helping her to be more daring. She’d learned how to climb trees and sit on precarious branches. Sometimes, when they were all alone in the middle of the woods, Cerise would even take her hood down and feel the wind on her ears.
They both had things to learn from the other girl. Cerise wasn’t sure if she’d ever actually be carefree, and she doubted that Kitty was going to give up her wild side. But together, they both encouraged the other girl to do things that were different. And maybe that was what made them a perfect match