Not All Who Wander Are Lost

She was going to die from temptation. Karabela stood still for a moment, eye one particularly large mushroom as she debated about reaching out and plucking it. It was glowing. No one in their right mind would stick something that glows in their mouth right? Right. But how else was she going to add one to her little souvenir collection? Maybe she could pluck one off and and carry it in a leaf or something… just to be safe. Goodness knew she didn't want to relive the berries. She'd had enough of diarrhea thank you very much.

Just as Raba was about to reach out with her paw something moved and the gold-eyed woman whirled around just as the figure did, meeting the stranger with a snarl before she realized the woman before her was no stranger! "Falx?" What on earth was Falx doing down here? "Falx!"

Karabela bypassed the formalities, leaning out to try and nuzzle her sisters cheek. "Pfft! What am I doing here? What about you huh? This is the last place I expected to find you!" Tail wagging happily she laughed. "As for me, come on now, you know me. I can't help sticking my nose where it doesn't belong."

"Speech"