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the war-girl recovered herself long enough to hear sequoia. bits of pulped mushroom dribbled from her lips, but she attended her milk-mother with a stand of her pale ears.
straight-up kill you. despite the fact that all indications and her own mother suggested these fungi were fine, skaigona let the mushrooms gently tip off her tongue.
she came over to stand alongside druid, giving the growth a proper once over, her demeanour a bit sheepish.