Silvertip Mountain The American Yew

Zaria nodded slowly, letting the female think what she wanted. She was a rather mischievous little thing. The slender female stepped closer. "Oh tell me," she urged, wanting to know which ones she knew about. Hopefully there would be some new ones. Zaria then looked at the American Yew tree. She grabbed a branch with her teeth and started tugging and twisting her head. Within a few moments she had the branch between her teeth. Zaria cursed herself for forgetting her dear skin.

She placed the branch on the ground, until now the needles held on strong enough. She could hide them in a carcass later to test if it was poisonous. "Do you think this one is poisonous?," she asked krypton, wondering if her suspicion was right. Zaria needed more plants for the toxic stash. This could be very dangerous, but she kept it away from most wolves. It was wrapped in a deerskin which laid in an empty badger den. No critter would come close since each of those plants could also be dangerous to them.