Haunted Wood Don't get high from your own supply

She pouted as the wolf grabbed the mushroom without taking a bite. Why was he so hesistant? Surely a Dark Brother like him would know what it was for. Bite it and you feel good. She summarized the strange floaty feeling her in her body as the wolf expanded and shrunk in front of her. Did all wolves do that? She wasn't sure...she looked at her paws for good measure. She wasn't fluctating like that all.