Shoot the dog

Dull the pain.. he tried to say, but the young wolf ran off, and Silvermane had to wait, the leg. As he left, Silvermane tried to close his eyes, it hurt abit, but he did for a second, and when they were open again, he was being shook by the golden male, and there were fungi near his face.

Smart boy, this is better than poppy he thought, and took the shrooms inbetween his jaws, the poppy was supposed to dull his pain, but this took high to a whole new level. Yet, as he tasted it lightly, it was not one who would put him into a physcedelic trip, and strangely enough, Silvermane did not recognize this one, and he kept it in his mind, Blue cap, Small, and he quickly remembered, If that boy made a mistake... hopefully it was not a poison, and with that Silvermane closed his eyes and slowly made his way into painless sleep, or so he thought, as his leg slowly twitched before his vision faded black.