Brainless & SaharaQueen
So, SaharaQueen, ever tried to negotiate a trade deal with a cactus? I hear they're surprisingly good at keeping their cool.
A cactus, huh? They never talk, but their thorns say a lot. I'd offer them a little water in exchange for a promise to keep my caravan safe. Negotiating with spines is always a prickly business.
Well, if you give the cactus a tiny umbrella, maybe it'll start talking in sand‑scented riddles. Or just keep offering more water and hope it decides to become your personal guard. Guess the desert is full of surprises!
An umbrella is a novelty, but if it starts whispering in sand‑scented riddles, I’ll trade it a sip of water. Still, a cactus guard? Only if the price of its silence is less than the cost of another mirage.