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

"For me neither," Wraen had never got used to the smell of the mushrooms - it was so odd and peculiar that it raised natural suspicions in her. But deer seemed to like them a lot, in autumn especially and she recalled her mom telling on passing by a herd during that season, that those odd plants were the reasons, why the deer got nice, round and fat. 

"Hoo-what?" she asked curiously, because she was blissfully innocent of a life form called civilization beyond the wilderness.