Wild Berry Meadow Lyra Sootclaw has a good day

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Lyra ran through the Wild Berry Meadow, sweeping 'er head low to scoop the delicious berries into her mouth as she went. It was a nice Spring afternoon and the sun felt good on her pelt. It was almost too warm, though, which is why she was presently running about. She wondered in the privacy of her own mind if there was any other wolves around and if she was trespassing on packlands. She crushed the berries with her pearly whites, purple juice dribbling down her chin and getting her chestfur all sticky. "I FREAKING LOVE BERRRRRIES!!!!!" she bellowed, tumbling into the soft carpet of grass.

After his stunt with the poison ivy, the wounds on his right leg had festered. They looked terrible presently, with infected-looking blisters covering the space that had once been touched by scabbed over wounds. It caused a stint in Cicero's gait, but he kept going on through the berry patches. He had another plan to try something out, and had taken some nightshade berries he'd found — though to the ordinary eye they may look like blueberries — which he carried along by the stick.

It did not take long for Cicero to find the perfect subject: A female who was tumbling through the grasses and screaming out her love for berries in what Cicero could only assume was the effect of either eating too many berries and getting a sugar rush, or eating the wrong — or right, depending on one's view — berries that caused hallucinations. He approached the hyperactive female and though he felt a bit guilty (he'd only yet experimented on males, for he felt less rueful towards them these days) he put down the nightshade. "Care for some more?" he asked and he glanced down at the nightshade by his feet, which looked a lot like regular blueberries.

if she eats these the side effects are this, from the herbs/illnesses list: Abdominal pain, headache, vomiting, seizures, and vision changes are all symptoms you will experience when consumed. @Lyra Sootclaw