Hideaway Strath Friends are like Potato's leave then in the cupboard and they grow...

The question was given about fungi, to which Vein would move to come closer to him to listen. I know one called a 'magic mushroom', He began, It opens your eyes to a world beyond ours. You can see things, smell, hear what you normally would not. Some say it helps you to contact the Gods. Something, Hemlocke would learn, Vein was very interested in as well.

and began to explain about hibiscus, one which Hemlocke knew less about, likely because it had not be found to his knowledge where he was raised in Blood Valley.

This would be good then, He hums as eyes shift down the creek side. Many females here and with Spring coming... Something to ease what had been thought as a nagging, burning itch so to drive one insane. Maybe we will find it yet. The shadow hoped maybe they could find in to ease his pack mate's 'raging horomones'.

And then, a comment, a silence, on behalf of his mother. The hellhound's large ears fall back again, contemplating. Many who knew her would not consider her a good woman- a witch, but she had been everything to her son. Thank you... He only allowed for the sake of being polite, for there wasnt any tragedy or story behind his mother's passing, who had been quite the old crone when she made her end.