Moonspear Walls coming down

5 --> odd is a fail! :(

As they turned towards the creek, Floki considered Dash's words. He wasn't a herbalist, either, but he had never stopped to think about the situation that way. It was true that the insects had consumed all of the greenery, but they had likely left behind the roots that were buried underground; and it was from those roots that new plantlife would grow. For the first time in a while, Floki's spirits were buoyed -- but that still didn't ease his hunger pangs.

He stepped into the water alongside Dash, moving slowly and carefully so as not to disturb the current too much. He knew that fishing was something of a waiting game, so he paused a few feet away from his companion, his legs still as pillars. A few fish drifted past but not within his range, so he simply followed them with his gaze, not willing to make waves if he couldn't be successful. He turned an ear towards Dash, wondering if he would have more success.