Redhawk Caldera roses are yuge, violets are bigly

She led him to the nearby badger den. They stopped outside and Raven alowed a brief moment to explain what exactly she was about to do. Whip didn't really know better, anyway. His medical knowledge was nill, but he trusted his sister enough to think she knew what she was doing. He nodded his head, consenting to her plan before she dissapeared into the darkness of the den. She was not gone long, and soon returned with a light dusting of red.

Whip eyed the leaf curiously. "I lick it right?" he asked, unsure. Without waiting for an answer, Whip ran his tongue across the surface, tasteless granules collecting on his tongue. It was strange, he didn't feel anything yet, which left him with another question. "How long do I have to wait for it to work?"