Wolf RPG

Trudging into the Great-Bear-Pile had taken her all of three days. She had to skip past bear tracks, tiptoe around snoring creatures and leap over piles of shit dumped everywhere. Further travel into some bunch of forest had taken her another two, especially with the lump of leaf from Veritas' jaws. All the stuff she'd needed, she'd brought with her. Mainly, a bunch of herbs she could perhaps compare to and others, in case she somehow injured herself or ingested something bad. Ah, the life of a healer. This particular one, however, tended to taste test her plants, leading to rather... dire consequences. As a result, she liked to bring around things that made her puke.

Okay, okay. End of flashback, back to herbhunting... But first! Veritas decided to sit down and give herself a well-earned break, sticking her tongue halfway out of her mouth and panting crazily, as if she was being given only a few minutes to breathe. Five days worth of continuous travel truly took a strain on her body, even if she was used to climbing up steep mountains and high peaks. Now stuck in the ominous place she would dub the Forests of Toxins, she put her head down and began snuffling around for plants. Specifically, poisonous plants.

Or, Veritas would call it the Forest of Toxins if it actually contained any toxins in the first place.