Well this was probably a bad idea

It was hard for Ghoul to admit that he may be possibly losing his sight. Well, at least during the day. During the night, he saw just fine, if not better than normal. So, unfortunately, he had been wrong in his idea that there was something out on this island. Why he couldn't have used his dang brain to realize that there was a reason no one came out here was beyond him. Rather, he wanted an excuse to go out with Cricket while also having fun. Something more than just a silly hunting lesson. Hunting was easy anyway. Exploring wasn't.

"Yeah... I don't think anything lives on this island," his rumbling tones drift off as he kicks at a dusty plant. The debris that flutters into the air makes his nose itch. "Just be careful. I don't need you getting poisoned either," Ghoul warns as he looks down at the cheeky Cricket. "If you think it's safe enough to gather, we could bring some back," he smiles back at her before moving a few feet away to look at another one of the plants. Everything here seemed to be the same though... What was this stuff?

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