absolutely zero rush or obligation <3 but at some point I want these two to meet up! Feel free to decide (if you do join) what the plant is and if it is dangerous or not <3 or if it's absolutely nothing at all!
Before Fennec attempted her little experiment, she wanted to exhaust her options. Hunting down small prey was a chore and she hadn't managed to find any scavenged kills around aside from those set for the pack to use. She wouldn't take those.
So she made the slow, careful trek up the Moonspear to see
@Kukutux, her fur clutched in her jaws, unknown plant inside.
Her mentor was a busy woman and Fennec had, for the most part, enjoyed her freedom to explore and get to know the area. Eljay had taught her many of the basics and what few lessons she'd had with the woman engrained more... but she'd been minimal in bothering the Moonspear woman for a lot of reasons. Fennec didn't quite know how to handle "pleasers", and Kukutux was an even larger one than Eljay by her estimation.
Her ears flicked and tried to determine if the healer was here, judging from where she thought her chosen densite was. It was always guesswork for now until she learned it by heart. She couldn't call out without dropping her bundle, which she would do in a few moments if she heard nothing. It just felt a wasted effort if the woman was already here.
WC: 206
;.; <3 btw Fennec would be THRILLED if she knew kuku thought she was cursed
Her new(ish) mentor was indeed around. Fennec spun slightly in place to face the chuff and allowed a small smile around the bundle she carried. Something about Kukutux stymied her immediate sass response... perhaps an innate sense, however inaccurate, that the woman was quiet and would not rise to it. There was little fun to be had in teasing a wolf who didn't tease back. Fennec was rude at times but never intentionally cruel.
She set the pelt down before her and felt to open it.
A new plant. I've never seen it before and wanted to ask you if you knew what it was?
She was hopeful, but also intrigued. If Kukutux did not know that would mean she had no choice but to attempt her scheme to determine its nature.
She'd dug the entire thing up in Towhee's company and stashed it, roots and all, to be transplanted to her gardens later.
I found it in the forest near the glen.
Directions were sometimes hard for her to suss out.
WC: 172
Fennec had no idea what the word she said meant, and initially from the tone she wasn't sure Kukutux knew either. She caught on fairly quickly from the context after, however. Poison, then.
No,
she answered.
I used the pouch this time because I wasn't sure.
She took in the scent and made sure to memorize it. It was definitely characteristic enough she doubted she'd have trouble.
Snow to the mouth, what is she talking about?. Kukutux tended towards language that was more symbolic than was useful, to Fennec's amusement and sometimes annoyance.
If I did, what would I do?
She had a vested interest in this subject and her voice upticked a bit with it. She'd already slipped up once and was bound to risk doing so again... plus, if she was going to keep the plants, she needed to know what to do about any who might get too curious for their own good.
Never raid a witch's garden.
WC: 161
Fennec was about to question Kukutux's methods when she described the berries as no more than "bitter red". She could go through the forest and try every berry until she hit the bitter ones that made her throw up, but somehow that didn't sound too appealing. She was pleasantly surprised, though, when Kukutux left and came back with an example for her to smell and touch.
She breathed in, taking in the scent and trying to categorize them against the others she knew. They were smooth, had a slight bite to the scent, and between that and the size might be recognizeable. She didn't recall ever encoutering anything like them in the past, not while she was paying attention at least. In the past she'd been less likely to notice the berries on any given bush.
How many would you eat?
Water made sense, as did making the wolf throw up. She thought she remembered another plant with that same property, but she might have been thinking of the pumpkin. That memory made her smirk again, though she tried to hide it quickly.
They smell terrible, so I guess that's the first clue that they work.
WC: 196
Easy enough, she thought, committing it to memory. The extra gave her pause. She'd never really considered that just the scent of a plant could have an effect on a wolf, beyond even applying or consuming.
Does other plants have that, with the smell?
Were there plants that could poison by scent? The onions certainly had a strong one, but she didn't recall any effects from it, good or bad. If so she wasn't sure how she'd avoid it though. Without her nose she had no way of knowing whether a plant was even there.
WC: 95
fade here? we should have another sometime <3 if she makes it back this way!
Yeah. Alright.
Fennec listened as Kukutux went and fetched something, then brought it back and set it before her. The scent of fish washed over her, but when she went to eat it, she found it was an odd consistency. When she finished eating, she'd ask about it, as well as more about some of the other herbs that her new mentor had to offer. For now, lunch was more than welcome.