Dragoncrest Cliffs All hail the poison berry!

sobeille wasted no time greeting astera in a flurry of clumsy puppy kisses. between the bugs and the shiny purple stone on the beach, astera had quickly become a fixture in sobeille’s little life — and possibly her favorite of the ‘non-littermate’ faces around camp. 

she stopped as astera rolled a berry towards her. glancing from the juicy berry to the stains on astera’s fur, sobeille put two and two together. 

plopping on her round bottom with a thump, sobeille started greedily stuffing the red berries into her mouth. small dribbles of bright crimson sluiced down her features and matted her thin chest.