Boredom had become the real danger while Tani was sick. She wasn't allowed outside, wasn't allowed to do this or that. Well she was tired of being told no. Just because she was blind didn't mean she was some fragile little baby.

No! She was a big kid now!

Her ears had perked to the sounds of her mom entering the den and her nose immediately picked up a new smell. She hadn't smelled that one yet. Better yet she hadn't figured out what that one was yet. It smelled kind of sweet, and because she knew her mother had brought it home she knew she had to know more about it. She could hear iki gnawing on a bone or something but she could care less about the dumby and his food.

She lifted herself quietly after she was sure her ma had turned her back and put the new herb away. Ink didn't smell too close which meant she likely was about to get away with her favorite thing. She crawled closer to her mother's storage and started nosing about. Her little nubbed head, as her antlers were starting to fully form on her head, was fully in the stores in seconds. Likely her mother was about to turn around too. But she was determined. She could smell it and she just wanted a quick taste.

"Vitani" - "Jack"

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The woman had gone after some important herbs this time, including some lavender which was meant to both help calm herself and Bae. The stress of Gavroche’s absence was getting to her, and the femme worried greatly about the safety of her son. First her father, now her son… was the winged one just destined for trouble? She had placed the herbs down for her store and was taking her back off. She had brought some medicine home for her pups as well, and as she turned around to look at her kids she had realized that Vitani was already on the move. Shit! Her green gaze shot to the herbs and, sure enough, her daughter was rooting around them. “Vitani no!” She lunged for the pup, but knowing her luck her daughter had already grabbed something she shouldn’t have and had it in her mouth.

"Speech," 'Thought.'

Her mom wasn't nearly fast enough. Blind or not, Tani was good at what she did. Or at least if she had to say so. She could smell something new. Something floral. She wanted to know that one!

Probably much to her mother's dismay. Lilac colored flowers in her maw already as she felt a paw collide with her and knock her away and on her side. Her haws clenched tight on her prize though. She wasn't willing to give it up. How else did they expect her to learn what it was?

Her little antlered head turned to her mom with the evidence already in her mouth. Her tongue partially out as she did her best to quickly taste it before she was foiled. Little flowers were left in the wake of her abuse of the herb. But as a young girl she didn't know the delicate nature of this one or the way to properly handle it.

This one tasted different. And then her blind eyes turned in the direction of where her mom should be, ears perked. Waiting for a shout of its name. She didn't feel any weird effects yet. Weird.

"Vitani" - "Jack"

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Lucette’s eyes widened as her daughter was knocked over onto her side. While she had wanted to stop Vitani from tasting the herb, as a mother she worried about accidentally hurting her child as well. That was his first concern as she stepped beside her pup, the tiny purple flowers on the floor of the den as her daughter held tight onto the sprig of lavender that she had collected. And there, before Lucy could open her mouth to ask if her daughter was okay, into Tani’s mouth the plant went. A heavy sigh passed Lucette’s lips as she sat. The herb had been made a mess of, and most of what remained was… probably unusable. Her paws trembled a bit as she moved a paw onto her daughter’s shoulder, trying to steady herself.

“Lavender…” She told the pup. “...are you alright? I didn’t push you too hard?” The femme lowered to the earth, nosing her child gently as she tried to check for signs of injury. The stress in her voice was clear, her ears pinned back to her skull. What a mess this was…

"Speech," 'Thought.'