Two Rivers Isle your scraps will feed the beasts

Laika sighed, her face grim. "Even if that were the case Mella, there still would be no foliage left." Locusts were destructive creatures, and when they came, they ate anything and everything. It the plants grew thicker, they would've just hung around longer. The she-wolf noticed Mella's distraught expression and thought she ought to say something to cheer the girl up. "Well, the past is the past! There's nothing we can do about it. We might as well plow through the wreckage and help build it back up right? Maybe we can even make it better and more successful than before!"