Blackfoot Forest All the plants in the world, it’s a party.

Elixir felt a little relief as the stories she asked for didn’t have to be real and could be anything Elixir wanted them too. Elixir’s never told any stories before but was sure she could make some up or even throw in some realness with some of the fake stories. 

“Alright, I’ll start thinking while you talk. Then when you’re done I’ll tell you the story I have?” Elixir suggested. Now it was a fair trade, a story for important information. Something she can take back to her band and share with them. She looked around at all the plants wondering what information the wolf was withholding for now.