Blackfeather Woods ticking away the moments that make up a dull day

It's oleander, which is super poisonous. *grimace* Time for some forced vomiting!

It was a bit of a struggle, which she expected, honestly, but the girl at last spat it out, licking her lips with a sour expression on her face. It wasn't over, though. She didn't know how much she had swallowed; Maegi knew she needed to get it out of her system immediately. She nudged the spiderling to her paws, trying to grab her scruff to pull her upright again.

"Come on," she said brusquely, urgency clear in her face. "You need to swallow some yarrow; it will help bring the plant back up." Without waiting for the girl to follow, she shouldered ahead into the brush, following one of the small trails that led into the thicket, full of herbs. After some time searching, she found the yellow clump of flowers she was looking for, and seized it, stems and all, in her mouth.

Maegi dumped them unceremoniously in front of the shadow-child, fixing her with a gimlet stare. "Eat this," she commanded, her tone brooking no opposition. "Eat it or you could get really sick. You could even die." There was no time to mince words. This was Blackfeather, after all, the place of lethal things (wolves included). There was more of a chance here than anywhere else that the plant was poisonous.

"If you refuse, I'll hold you down and stuff it down myself," she added, knowing how averse she had been to Maegi's rough handling earlier.