Lost Creek Hollow ≡ Get Stoned

Evien had actually been out to gather cattails that day. They'd been used by his mother for wounds - both as something to soak up blood and as an antiseptic. So he wandered eastward a bit, eager to get free of the tension resting both in and outside of Ursus right now. A nice walk to the marsh would do him some good.

And that proved to be just the case. Another boy - perhaps his age, but much bigger than him - was fiddling around with some of the cattails by the bank. Brightly colored, with a strange marking on his face. Evien stopped and watched as he pulled some of the plants up and... proceeded to try and eat one.

Laughter pealed from his chest as he watched the other boy spit out the fluff within. "They're not for eating," he advised, padding up and nudging one of the plants with his nose. "That fluffy stuff inside is good for stopping the bleeding of small wounds, though."