Giggling in madness

Time to take desperate measures. Crescendo had learned a little about herbs, but only the harming ones. Healing did not interest him. He turned around and grasped a mouthful of herbs in his maw. These caused a few minutes of a high, airy feeling, and then a deep sleep. He pulled a pack mates name at random, and placed the herbs in front of him. "Here. A gift from Twist. I was going to keep them from you, but she begged me." He said gruffly, angrily. "She said they relieve pain."

He huffed in annoyance, glaring angrily at the herbs. "Personally, I think that you should suffer."