home turf harvest

With only the shadow of a quick nod Eris was off in search of their leaves. Belle remained with the creeping plant, being careful not to allow it to touch her as she observed it. She waited for Eris to return patiently all white deciding which branch might be her perfect find. After going over about ten she decided on one. It had a relatively thick base, with two longer branches sprouting off. On one last years berries lingered, on the other flowers that might have produced this year’s berries.

Eris returned quickly though, not carrying leaves like she thought she would, but a thick moss instead. Belle couldn’t decide which was better, but probably would have trusted a leaf over porous moss. The girl offered some of it to her, and asked a couple of questions as she did.


”You should try not to touch it as much as possible, and always keep it away from pups. It can easily cause death in the young. Adults usually suffer from rather severe gastrointestinal distress. As well as hard to the liver.” She offered as she picked at her moss to get it into the correct shape.