Fireflies don't taste good

Gwynevere didn't often leave the castle, especially not after the strange events that had happened when she ran into Serenity out in God's Garden, but as she was working on some poultices to restock a couple that had been used from the pharmacy she realized that there was an herb they were short of in their stores that she needed to finish it. She knew that this was one of the herbs she had growing in the greenhouse, but when she looked out the window at the castle garden's her ears flicked at the darkness she saw. She didn't really want to go outside, especially not when it was dark, but it was still within the castle walls and it would just be a quick trip outside and then back in again... She fetched Blue and Eilwen just to be safe and she walked outside with her companions to go gather the last herbs she needed and come right back in.

On her way to the greenhouse she heard a muttering asking what something was and she looked over, spotting Rudyard rubbing his tongue like he bit something nasty tasting. It didn't take a lot of effort to figure out what happened with all the fireflies that were filling the air everywhere she looked, but her ears flicked at the idea that he had hurt one of the fireflies - if that's really what they were. She wasn't entirely convinced they didn't have some part to play in all the strange stuff that was going on. With the strangely large, oddly hued moon to light the way she walked over to Rudy, asking, "How're you feeling today?" She was honestly just happy to see him up and about at all. The longer his coma continued the more unsure she had become of her own prognosis, but he had pulled through after all and it had been a huge relief to have her trouble prone brother back.

"Gwynevere Carpathius"