Spring was nearly in ready to explode from the mountains and Delia was enjoying the change in scenery. They were trekking through some lowlands of the Carpathians and the air was crisp and clear and not at all muggy, which was a delight. They had set up camp near a beautifully wooded area in hopes to catch the first blooms of the local magical and muggle wildflowers that populated the area. The cataloguing and collecting of specimens was going well. Their magical Wardian case was coming in handy as they collected seeds and buds in droves.

With the warm sunshine beating down on them, making the afternoon that much more pleasant, Delia has skipped off from her usual duties to try something new. It was something unconventional and certainly unnecessary in this part of the world, but she rather thought it might become useful in other places abroad, and even at home, so she was curious to try it out. Their trusty blunderbuss was sitting unused and the shells for it had gotten quite damp over the last couple of weeks of rain, so Delia was hoping to reuse them for something more... innovative.

After collecting hoards of seeds for the local wildflowers, she mixed them together and relaced the gunpowder in the shells with the seeds. Well most of it anyway. She compartmentalized the shell, a section in the back for the gunpowder and a larger portion in the front for the seeds. Now all she needed was a good hill to test it out on. She slipped away from the group for a little while, firearm and ammunition in hand until she found a lovely little dell to try her creation out on. She loaded a round, aimed and fired; what she hadn't suspected was the kickback from the gun as she went sprawling backwards, only to scramble up and check to see if the seeds scattered as intended.