Fairy Sightings: Child of the Cacti

Here among the cacti thorns she sits cradled in her mother's arms. Safety is here. No one who knows her mother's power to use the bristles would dare to threaten her child. The sun bathes them in warmth and the child grows strong with nectar from neighboring flowers. Soon the she will be as familiar with the ways of the cacti as her mother, the Queen of them.

{In case you're curious, here is the previous fairy sighting}