walking in circles

He suddenly felt like something was under his skin, and it felt really, really weird. He felt like he had to get it out, and without thinking, he began to gnaw on the spot on his left foreleg where he felt it. Before he knew it, he had managed to get rid of the crystal or whatever it was, but in its wake was a small wound that he was sure would scar. "What the hell..." Shortly after, his attention started to blur and eventually refocused. He was alone in the mist, his cousin gone and in his stead, fireflies had begun to gather. They drew his attention to a cloaked figure behind a table. The strange firefly apparition instructed him to choose something, and Ifrit quietly approached the table and looked at the items. He didn't understand what any of them were for, but this whole thing was just...strange to begin with. He picked up a bottle of silvery liquid and placed 2 mushrooms, & 1 crystal on the table in exchange.

Thanks, stranger." He wasn't really sure what to make of it all, but with everything going on, he supposed stranger things were bound to happen sooner or later.

Ifrit purchased potion of perception