Tis firm! ‘Tis firm as stone!

Hazel's expression became incredulous as she listened to the stranger's plight. An asshole raccoon stole all of his worldly possessions? Perhaps, she mused to herself, giving him the most intense high ever would be harder than she had first thought. In the end she decided to take his word for it. Raccoons were clever and if the one that had stolen from him was anything like her recently departed familiar then it was capable of more than most wolves could imagine. "Is that so? Hm. I'm new to these lands as well so that is valuable information indeed." A hint of a sardonic smile touched her lips. "And I'll keep an eye out for raccoons."

His pause mid speech caught her attention and her expression turned smug. "You gestured, didn't you? That's adorable, really." Since losing her sight Hazel had discovered just how much fun she could have with others who didn't know how to handle it. It was a small but welcome bonus all things considered and it had yet to get old. She got the sense that this guy would be a good sport about it, but even if she hadn't there was no telling whether or not that would have stopped her.

Her smile turned sweet. "If you are half as lovely as your voice I have no doubt that is a good deal." Though she may have been young Hazel wasn't in the least bit shy. Artisan was the one who had opened the door on flirting and she considered it a viable route to get what she wanted so here they were. It boded well in her opinion. This she thought she could handle. "Oh," she said with another sweet smile, "And I'm Hazel. It's a pleasure, Artisan."

"Alright, yes, let's get you," And her, technically, but he didn't need to know that, "High." She paused as she considered what she was going to send him after. It had been awhile since she'd seen them. "You're looking for scarlet mushrooms with white stems. They'll have white spots on top and any, technically, will do, but the more spots the better." Her smirk returned. "Bonus points for an odd number of spots."

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