Jade Fern Grove his heart was trapped in a cage

she soaks up the information he gives her readily, wondering if plants all had some sort of dual nature. she couldn't think that eating too much of any kind of plant would do anything else than harm, but perhaps some were more potent than others. next time—not that she had any plans to repeat her latest experiences—perhaps she would be bale to help herself, rather than rely on others. 


he offers an explanation of what he plans to do and she nods, lowering herself to the ground next to the neat pile, poking at it once more and feeling the springy softness push back against her muzzle. "can I help?"  she'd rather not lay here like a log while he helps her, and if she can't exactly pay him back perhaps she can lend a paw, or a muzzle.