What's a Slipper?

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Gwyn's swirled eyes turned up toward her sister when she spoke, giving Bowen and Indigo an amused, but embarrassed grin as she laughed at the idea as well. Sure, she had gotten awfully spooked by the frog, but only because it had surprised her - not cause she thought it was going to eat her. That was just ridiculous... but who knew if there was other stuff in these long limbed trees that might eat them... With that unsettling thought fresh on her mind, she let Indigo help her up and then decided that it was probably best to stick close to the much larger man's side juuuuust in case. One could never be too careful after all!

She gave Bowen a determined nod as her sister rattled off the facts they had been told about the flowers they were looking for again. Pink and white. Round leaves. Weird sack. It sounded pretty unique so surely if it was actually here then they would be able to spot it easy! There definitely wasn't any plants that she had seen so far at least that matched that description so she figured that she wouldn't find something else and mistake it for that. Indigo echoed that thought when he said how the pink and white blooms should be easy to spot and she grinned as she offered another nod. Surely they'd find it! With three sets of eyes how could they fail?!

Gwyn gave a thoughtful hum as they started their search and Indigo told them it would probably be somewhere that wolves didn't often go. She didn't want to wander off too far from his side - on account of all the unknown creatures that might be hiding in the willows - but she did try to poke around in the brush and around the trunk of the willow trees so she could give everything a good once over. She found a particularly big willow tree with some big roots and growths around the bottom of it so she wandered off just a bit so she could take a closer look. There were some other plants and mosses that she wasn't too familiar with, but no pink and white flowers... "Could there be slipper plants with no flowers?" she called back to Indigo over her shoulder while she continued her search. "Like... Is it too cold for the flowers? Do flowers like cold?"

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