Racing the Frost

Astaroth's exuberance was the cherry on top of an already pretty good set up for the morning. Sharing her adventures with her siblings always made them better, and even if maybe plants weren't turning out to be Asta's thing quite like they were for her, it warmed Suri's little heart that her sister was still so on board with coming along. Right up until she was cajoled into sniffing a weird fungus growing out of an old dung patty, anyhow.

Suriel barked out a laugh right up until the smell wafted at her too, and much like Asta had she reeled back as well. Alright, yuck, but that was still funny though. "You think it's poisonous or something?" Hm. What a good question that was. She'd never eaten a mushroom, but she knew there were loads of different kinds. "No idea! I'm gonna poke it with a stick." Spinning on her hind paws Suriel was quick to fetch a jabby apparatus, and equally quick to return.

It was all fun an games until jabbing the fungus rattled loose some spores, the dusty smoke-like particles wafting up into the air and drifting towards them on the breeze. "Ack!" Suriel dropped the stick from her jaws and backpedaled. "Gross, it's shooting stink powder at us! Run away!!" She whirled and began to take off, not so much concerned as wondering if she could rile Asta up and maybe even provoke her into a race. Calling over her shoulder, "C'mon, or you'll be stinky forever!"
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