Hushed Willows daisy chain blues

Ah, yes.  In complete honesty, Bridget herself had never tried the drugs, so this was the one instance where her re-assurances didn't mean much personally.  The idea freaked her out as well, and she put way too much value in her own senses to allow something like that to take them from her.  It was a personal choice, to take or not, but outsiders had to to be accepted.  One of a few things she was ambivalent at best about.

They always wake, she responded, with a re-assuring smile.  In all of the initiations she'd watched, it was always the same, and the drugs were at least safe in that regard.  She'd never known anyone to take too much, not when it was given by the faeries who knew how to administer it.  She had watched her mentor countless times.

But you don't need to join officially to belong here.  That's up to you, but it won't change that we are friends.  Bridget replied, grinning and then idly scratching at an itch on her shoulder.  Pretty soon her winter coat would begin coming in and then hooo boy, she'd need to find a good tree for scratching around here.  You should only do it if you want to.  

Bridget wasn't up enough on the spiritual end of the Court to know what exactly it was they thought the drugs granted, but whatever it was, she was sure Tehya had it in spades already.  Any more and she might flit off to live in the forest like a real version of their namesake.  The image was aptly appropriate and made her smile all the more.

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