It's Quiet Outside

Gwynevere gave her companion a skeptical look when she told them to try some and see, but before she could deny her raven and her silly mischief, her brother spoke up, saying that he'd try it. She frowned doubtfully and looked between Artorias and Eilwen as he asked if it would kill him, to which Eilwen gave an insistent, "Absolutely not, young man! Just eat a couple leaves, it won't hurt you unless you eat too much."

"Um... I don't-" she began and just sighed when he went ahead and ate it anyway. She trusted that Eilwen wouldn't give them something that was actually dangerous, but she also knew how mischievous the pale raven could be when she was in the mood and the cackling, bird-like laugh she gave in response told her all she needed to know. She watched Eilwen go with a scowl before looking back to Artorias and nodding as he suggested they gather some of it just in case it was helpful. She had a feeling it was going to be distinctly unhelpful given Eilwen's response, but she gathered a stem of it and tucked it in her bag all the same.

"Yes, lets be getting you back, dear. Getting you anywhere once that kicks in is going to be distinctly difficult," her companion said with another laugh to Artorias' question before she took off and started heading back to the castle herself, leaving the two young wolves to make it back on her own. Gwynevere shook her head with a sigh, but gave her brother a smirk all the same. "Alright, come on. I don't know what that does, but it's something amusing apparently."

Gwynevere | Eilwen