Wild Berry Meadow Island breeze and lights down low

"Yeah they're kind of freaks," she concluded, reaching her head out to snip another clump of berries off the branch with her teeth. Okay, so maybe Celephais was one of them too. After all, she had once slept inside a dead bear's body cavity because mother had told her it would please The Gods or whatever they were. But that wasn't as bad as killing and eating one of their own, right? Right.

She was about to answer Raven's question when an ominous rumble quaked through her body, and she froze in place. Oh no. Oh no. Was eating too many berries bad for you? "SorryIreallyhavetocrap," Celephais blurted through her mouthful of berries as she suddenly rose to her feet, attempted to turn and find a private place to dump, and made it only halfway before ducking her hindquarters. With an apologetic glance back at Raven for this horrid front row seat, Celephais whined while her bowels loosed Hurricane Unhappy Belly on the unsuspecting grass below.

Despite loving them, Celephais had never eaten so many berries at once, and never on an empty stomach. Now she knew why that was a bad idea.