Firnelma

She shifted her hooves through the cut leaves. The glowing scissors snip away small twigs. The mare leaned in, focusing through her glasses at the bush she constantly changed. At last, she removed her hood and stood back to see the result of her work.

"This looks terrible."

Aware of the small leaf piles behind her, she raised her scissors and machete she used earlier when she heard a light step crunch. Quickly, she took aim and saw one of the Canterlot royal guards behind her.

"Woah, easy!"

With a small smirk, she lowered her tools down.

"Huh, not so scary especially when you flew into one of my designed Venus Fly-Trap, huh," she remarked.

"I'm still a pegasus! I can get some pony to set a thunderstorm on your plants!"

"Oh yes, Shield. You can totally ruin Princess Celestia's garden. She'd like that. But, why are you here?"

There the guard parted to reveal the princess herself, showing a warm smile as she walked to approach the mare.

"I see some familiarity with some of my guards, eh?" said Celestia. "I love what you've done with the plants, Firnelma! If you don't mind, I'll have a word with you inside."

Ceasing her conversation, Firnelma followed Princess Celestia inside. She watched as Shield returned into his original stance, guarding the entrance to the gardens.

Princess Celestia then folded up her wings. She paused at the art that showed the most recent princess. The wings were stretched and magic glowed on her horn.  Firnelma could remember some things about the new princess, like her picture, and something about the Elements of Harmony.

"I'm very thankful for your work here in Canterlot. The plants are beautiful, and the trees prove to be magical! Even new species of them! Many subjects compliment them. You've done a lot here, so I think it is time to move your work to the Princess Twilight's new kingdom! So, do you feel you can do it?"

Firnelma didn't know how to react at first. She just stood there, moving her glasses and just looking over her coat for any dirt. Another kingdom? It's not like she doesn't want to go, but she only knew Canterlot. She was totally going, but what if it was totally different like a desert or something? It still takes time to adjust. She saw Celestia still waiting for her answer.

"I..uh..umm. I want to go just...why there?" Firnelma managed to ask.

"The kingdom just started, they still need a bit of help. And the Everfree Forest needs some maintaining too."

"A whole forest?" exclaimed Firnelma.

"Actually just near the kingdom, but you can do the forest if you can manage."

"I think I can do it. What if I need some help with something? I don't really know that many ponies."

"Don't worry," assured Celestia, "the six rulers of the kingdom will be expecting your arrival and will be of help. You could like it there."

"Okay, I'll leave in a few days."

"Thank you, Firnelma."

Then they departed, and Princess Celestia exited the corridor casually as she found her way to her sleeping quarters.

As she arrived at her door, Princess Celestia looked around before magically shutting the door behind her. The princess searched for her robe before properly settling herself right on her bed. She let a few candles light and got a quill and scroll. She started writing.

Dear Princess Twilight.....

Firnelma looked up from her quarters. Princess Luna had just begun setting up the moon. Soon the sun disappeared, and a new light shone. This only came from the moon with the occasional stars twinkling beside it.

She looked down and found her work glowing from the moon. There were a few trees she'd made, the leaves using the moon as "solar" or in this case, "lunar" power to emanate brighter than the regular trees with each leaf its own light. Not only that, but she also made the branches light and dropped down to sway by the wind. Those trees were made for more visual aesthetics though despite being completely natural. She enhanced the other majority to more useful purposes like drought resistance or a magic repellant to insects.

With plants, she usually just cut them to prevent over growing, check the soil, just really anything that is needed to let the bushes grow healthy. Despite that, she had more difficulty in general to maintain the shrubs and flowers than the trees. The trees just seem easier. Somehow, it felt more natural to look up to thick bark twisting up to the sky than the grass blades that sprawl up from the ground.

If she had to choose, she would just love being around trees all the time. She had to do it less and less in Princess Celestia's gardens, since most of them are practically self-sustaining anyway.

Firnelma began to feel a bit more positive about the trip, maybe she could go through with going..

Firnelma's eyes snapped open. Did she almost sleep leaning against her window? Leaving in a few days with her back stiff, she'd definently like that. The scene below her still stay the same as ever. She closed the windows and set them with a magical lock so that no one can look in. She released her ponytail and set down her glasses. With one final move, she threw away her coat and stretched every joint she could. She snuggled in the covers and finally relaxed, with a vivid image of Redwoods towering above her...