Spinning a web

Code © Skelle 2022 | Art © Fox 2022

"Speech!"
Lucky for Recluse, her exploring and studying hadn't led her to the cannabis plant but it would only be a matter of time before she got her paws on it. It did grow in the pack lands naturally, anyway. Her mothers words made her laugh though, a simple giggle that implied perhaps a more dangerous, risky kind of fun. If plants could heal others, what else could they do? They nourished the food they ate, healed their wounds, and many other things the young girl had only yet to discover.

Looking up to Recluse then, she held back her frown when she realized how hard she as struggling to see. Able to see in both dark and bright lights, Widow often forgot how difficult it must be for her to see at times. Distracting herself from the thought, she looked up to Recluse and smiled a toothy grin.  "Poisons!"