Fireflies and Flora

Lia politely gave Briar room as the other wolf bent forward to investigate the flower. Pricking free some petals in a sharp claw. The two of them watched as the flowing shine of the petal coalesced about the falling gold, and hit the ground. The shine seemed to bleed out of the flower after it was picked.

Scrunching up her nose, Lia cautiously sniffed the herb. It still smelled right, but she’d never seen a flower like this before. Lia glanced up at the moon, and found instead a flock of fireflies as they danced in the sky above them. Blocking out her view of the moon. The colors of the glowing bugs were… wrong. Just like the flower was wrong. “So, did the flower affect the fireflies, or the fireflies affect the flower…” she mused out loud. Not sure she should pick these flowers for healing. What if they hurt someone?

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