Moonspear If your eyes are looking for something, you're not suppose to see

LOL *plots*

the smell was rather unbearable; kukutux blinked as she came closer. and then her gaze sharpened; she glanced to fennec's unseeing gaze, to the cheerful nature of her voice. "this is paatitaak," she murmured swiftly, and used her paw to push aside the pouch.

"you did not taste it, fennec?" the duck inquired, leaning forward to sniff the girl's muzzle for any indication that she had ingested part of the leaves. only the rich scent of dirt; tangled roots indicating how it had been pulled. "it is dangerous. to even have a very small bite brings the sickness to your stomach, and the wet snow to your mouth." worried, searching all about the girl. "you have ache in your skull? yes or say no."