Blackfoot Forest nothing succeeds like excess

She sniffed the air and the ground, picking up the scent of this, that, and the other thing, but no herb she wanted in particular. Strange. This forest was some kind of thriving and wild thing. There should be something around here of value... something...

She rooted around some more before she hear the scratching of claws and the tearing of roots. Wait. The tearing of roots? Well now. That would never do. That would create more harm than good for the plant that was being removed. Curious now she pressed forward through the wood to see what she might discover.

Oh dear. A garish bear of a wolf was rustling through the rutabagas. She appeared to have no tact or grace about it whatsoever and was destroying near everything around her. Citali cleared her throat. "Excuse me. You're doing it all wrong." She could be as save the plants about this as she wanted. "Nothing good will come if you destroy them before putting them to use."