Lost Creek Hollow I'm so grateful and proud.

Gannet had moved to depart without Ibis, figuring she would need some time to collect herself with Terance. Instead, she seemed keen on coming with and to have regained some of her zest rather quickly!

A few things he recognized in the bundle to be harmless, and those he moved aside. The rest he did not pick up with his mouth, but buried, marking the spot so that he could come back to it later.

He then made the rounds with her, listening appreciatively as she went over all that she'd collected. He talked a bit about what some were and touched a few gently with his tongue, but felt no ill effects. Not these.

On the last, he approached and cautiously, as before, touched his tongue to a leaf. Immediately his nose wrinkled as he felt the tingling, then slight burn, light up. This, he said, then turned and spit in the grass. It's bad.