Phoenix Maplewood Visions of You

The sun was only a few hours from setting by the time Kekoa found what he was looking for. Tail swaying, he was quite pleased with himself.

He only hesitated for a moment in the face of the familiar brown mushroom before biting it off of it's stalk. Swallowing, he would now wait. But for how long? He did not know.

This was the part he hadn't thought through. How would he know when the mushroom was beginning to take effect? Shaking his head, he laid himself down.

Now he could only be patient. Laying his head on his paws he shut his eyes.