Hushed Willows Hunger turns even the kindest of hearts

Things still looked awfully barren and gray to the green-eyed man, who had always been surrounded by green. Never had he lived in such drastic times, and he hated not being able to do what he loved the most. Without plants, he had no purpose in life. He felt hollow without his poisons and herbs, and he kind of missed the time spent with Grace in the Herb Cave that was so perfect for keeping all healing things together. There was even clean water, totally perfect. But, alas, it would take some more time before Trick could do what he did best.

I'm sure you do. Trick hummed. He barely noticed Stark departing with some meat for the others. He now had a pile of meat, for Grace and captain, the tail and clean leg laying next to it. He was wondering what he would do first. He decided to first give the meat to his friend and the sister of a male he sorta liked, @Grace and @Captain , and so he picked up two big pieces and left the carcass. He knew no one was near to steal anything.

He finally returned, only to see Stark already there, and his leg and tail still laying there. He didn't want to further associate with the male, having done enough talking for now, and so he picked up the tail and leg and left for the Herb Cave.