trippin'

Why were there so many mushrooms around the little pond of ocean water? Strange. They were littered everywhere else as well, but it seemed as though the mushrooms had led her here although she couldn't fathom why. Why were they even here suddenly to begin with? Belladonna certainly didn't have an idea of the answer, but it was then that she noticed someone else approaching the little ringlet of sand. Maybe they would know something?

The wolf was strangely colored but not unlike anything she hadn't seen before and so he hardly held her attention for long before her mixed gaze was settled back on the mushrooms before her. The fireflies that danced around were simply ignored, old news compared to the strange fungi. She moved her way down the path a bit, looking for any changes in the mushrooms such as size or overall shape. For the most part, they all looked the same except for some size differences. She didn't know what she was going to do with all these notes she was taking, but it felt good to be doing something else besides looking after a pregnant lady all day.

As she moved her way around the path, she kept stealing little glances at the other wolf that had approached. Having been several moments at this point, she finally decided to speak. "Have you tasted one?" Her question was random, eyes watching the other wolf carefully for an answer.