Spring was imminent and that was pissing Flurry off. She'd admit that she had some culpability in the whole thing but she hadn't wanted to approach her brother while she was so deep into her own emotions, she knew it wouldn't help anything to approach him with anger already, especially because Flurry knew damn well that Scald probably didn't even know what he'd done, or rather not done, to make her this frustrated. Probably not helping the whole situation was her first heat, her emotions were high to say the least. Flurry needed to leave. Just get out for a bit. And she'd stomped her way up north, stopping only when the skies had decided it was time for one last winter storm, after which Flurry had ducked into a cave and ended up... Here. It is admittedly hard to stay angry when you're instead staring open mouthed at the way light was bouncing off of stone walls. She gently tapped the cap of one of the mushrooms within reach. It didn't feel any different than any other mushrooms she'd seen in her life, but she'd never seen one glow like these ones before! "Speech"

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Ghoul didn't exactly have a reason to be off of Insomnia lands. Maybe it was to stretch his legs. Though he was given ample enough reason to be doing so lately, he felt he might need some space as well. Not from Cricket, no. She was a hoot to be around. Maybe it was the surplus of puppies. Jumping, nearly clawing at him, always wanting attention. How had his mother done it? He questioned if that was maybe why she never had his father around. Would he have even wanted them? Sour feelings from thoughts he would never receive answers from, Ghoul continued his prowl. No true destination in mind until he sees a faint glow ahead of him. Odd, yes, but not the most unusual he's ever seen. Continuing his approach, he notices a girl standing there. From what he can notice, she’s… tasting the mushrooms? Or at least smelling them. His gaze narrows, concern covering his expression as he walks up beside her. “Those could be poisonous,” he rumbles, his gaze lingers now on the mushrooms that glowed faintly in front of them.