Grow big...

Riks holds the battered pot, the small little seedling sitting comfortably in it as if it will protect it from the world it was born in. "sorry ya had to be in a pot like this... it was all i had for you at the time." He holds the delicate thing protectively tin his hands."grow big and strong lil guy." he said softly, the small happiness the fox showed hopes it takes that energy he was wiling to share.