Lost Creek Hollow All good things are wild & free

Harlyn grinned at her comment with a slight cringe.  Not that she at all was bothered by what the girl had done in munching on random berries to confirm that they were safe for the pack - that was actually admirable.  Her cringe was more due to the knowledge that things could have gone terribly wrong for her had her intuition proved faulty.

But, that was neither here nor there.  There wasn't a berry around that would kill her outright for taking a tiny nibble.  Intense discomfort, oh most definitely yes.  But a fatality?  Not likely, unless the wolf were already on the brink.  "Mmm, I know how that sort of life goes, quite well," the Alpha commented, "I hope very much that none of us have to experience that again."  The druid meant very much for this pack to be a permanent home for them all.  It certainly wasn't a requirement she would hold her packmates to, but one she hoped they all wanted.

"Do you often make a habit of sampling potentially poisonous plants?" Harlyn asked conversationally, curious for the answer.