breakfast straight out the medicine cabinet

Slender limbs pulled the godling further from home, and he ranged towards the palace. It was where he'd met Hallux, and he was looking for herbs in the lush mountain soil. The looming peak that claimed the majority of the island created a cool, lush forest wherever plants could take root. While his companion foraged in the trees overhead for her lunch, occasionally knocking figs to the ground for later collection, the mauve dappled yearling roved the edge of the mountain in search of brightly coloured fungi. Many of the vibrant fungi were incredibly toxic, and he had taken to producing his own concoctions in his spare time. Once dried, they could be finely ground and mixed with small amounts of water to create a deadly paste or tincture. The varieties that he'd been slowly collecting over time from the jungles on the archipelago had brought him some interesting results so far, though his testing was extremely limited by his aversion to causing any real harm to innocent animals or strangers.

Yet again he'd borrowed one of his mother's daggers, this one knapped from dark stone and thus easier to repair than the metal ones. Bracing part of the handle against one thick sabre fang, with the end clasped firmly in his jaws, he was scraping a brightly coloured lichen from the wall of a cavern in a small hollow that was barely lit despite the bright, mid afternoon light outside.

"speech"