Blackfeather Woods ticking away the moments that make up a dull day

oh my fuck

No answer once again; Maegi was about to give up the cause altogether when the girl shouldered past her, chomping down on the plant and greedily swallowing. Irritation morphed quickly into panic, and she made to knock the spiderling over, trying to pin her down and pry her jaws open with her good paw. "Why did you do that?" she shrieked, heart pounding wildly with fear. "Spit it out, now!"

She didn't know what the plant did. For all she knew, it could be completely innocuous! But it was too much of a chance to take--she couldn't just stand around and do nothing. Yarrow, yarrow, where was the nearest clump of yarrow? Maegi knew there hadn't been any in this cache. And time was of the essence, here.

"Spit. It. Out. NOW," she repeated, each word a loud, punctuated command, in case the girl hadn't gotten the message the first time. "You can't just eat random plants, not in that amount!" Mute, immature, and stupid, too. God, Relmyna was going to kill them both. . .