what do we do? we swim, swim, swim

Her little student was observant and eager to learn, he had asked for her to teach him after all. He repeated at least the part about the plant’s roots. Though they usually weren’t terrible to remove from the ground they weren’t much good. He went on to ask about how he might dose. Deathbelle finished off the huge fish she managed to catch and placed it on the bank next to her pile before returning her attention to the young man.

”Start with a bit as big as your claw, you can always give more but you can’t take it back.” She demonstrated with her dainty paws. ”The general rule is, the bigger the wolf the bigger the dosage they’ll be able to handle, or need to consume before its effective.” She offered as she waded back out into the clear water to make an attempt on another fish. Her eyes darted across the surface of the water as she waited for her next victim. She’d caught such big fish, where was the golden one? Belle struck at the water again, hopeful for another huge fish.