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Grass, grass, grass, grass...

Yami flew along the shoreline quick as her limbs would carry her (which was in fact very fast indeed). She didn’t know for certain what alfalfa grass was, but she did know for certain that she very much hoped it was the only sort of grass she saw. She didn’t want to waste time picking through different species to try and find the right one. Rosalyn’s threat remained at the forefront of her mind, and though Yami wasn’t sure how she felt about Caiaphas’s belligerence, she was at least sure that she didn’t want anyone to die while she was comparing grass lengths and fretting.

When the Ostrega reached her destination, she nearly lost her damn mind with panic when she realized NONE of the grass she was looking at seemed tall. I mean, it was all fairly long, but none of it like, screamed tall. If she had been the one to order someone else to go find it, she certainly wouldn’t have called it tall. She would’ve just said to go find the grass that looks like all the other grass and hurry or everyone’s going to die while you’re picking fucking GRASS.

She should just leave. Fuck.

Yami tore up as large a mouthful as she could of whatever she could find, turned, and rushed back.

When she arrived, another male had joined the party. He must’ve been one of the other scarred ones Raleska had mentioned. Yami glanced sheepishly at him as she moved to drop the grass before Firefly - also very scarred - and stepped back to settle again behind Rosalyn - also, very scarred. Caiaphas was the only one who didn’t look torn to bits. Though... that wasn’t exactly true anymore, was it? This... this was all starting to make some sense.

She should just leave. Fuck.