a toadstool for your time

"Oh, my head.." She groaned. She couldn't keep her eyes open. Her gray eyebrows hung heavy over her eyes, keeping her barely able to see. She just wanted to curl up into a ball and sleep. But this guy, he nudged me, so I should probably answer him… She found a particularly cognizant moment and gripped it tightly. "Uhh, I don't think I should…" She said, glancing at the seeds presented to her. Eating plants got her into this mess.

Can you remember when you late ate? Last ate? No, can't remember that. But she vividly remembered her first kill - a lemming. She jumped on to it from a distance and accidentally crushed it without even trying. The little lemming twitched for a few minutes, and she watched intently. It made awful, painful noises while it thrashed. "No.." She mumbled. "Sorry, sorry.." In her mind, the lemming and herself switched places; a giant rodent towering over the crushed gray wolf.

She slumped to the ground. Her heart was racing, but her eyes closed.

(safe to assume she passed out lol)