Kintla Flatlands Savage garden

haha of course! interesting thread for the books!


She couldn't explain why the carrots were dangerous, they just were. It was now that Ivev saw his reason for repeating himself so much. What made the carrots poisonous? Bad spirits inside them that leave only when the permanent frosts of winter arrived? She honestly didn't think about it, she just knew from eons of teaching. Deer lived in the forests in the fall, and mountain slopes in the summer. It rained more in the spring than it did the fall. Thistles bloomed in the summer and always had been. There was no use questioning it, because it wouldn't change the fact that bees had stingers or the ocean was cold.

Advice or not, the black brute bid a signature, reprisal adieu and took off with the carrots, loping off the rising lands to the north. The short-tempered, gruff stranger was gone, and her pale orbs tilted back up to her journey. Hopefully Ivev would not encounter him again, but if the spirits willed it, then she would bear his unpleasantness for another time. She could not think of a reason to why he was so defensive over the simple roots. He had mentioned a pack; surely they were able to hunt.

Perhaps finding out why things were unripe and dangerous to eat would be her next case-study. But that would be most likely in the spring, as the pack had yet to find a place to settle. Without lingering, Ivev set off on her own trail, a steady lope off to the ridges near the ocean.