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Post by achromatic on Jul 4, 2021 18:34:10 GMT -5
The elder tree. It had been a while since she had seen one in the city, and here there was, one in a garden off the well-travelled road. What a strange tree; the flowers smelled sweet, floated beautiful and white, and she had seen the twolegs pick these flowers, put them into jugs and drink their nectar. The flowers perhaps, were a treat to any who came across them, yet a bite of their leaf and one would find themselves dead.
She had seen that enough times to remember. Rhiannon was no mage nor shaman, but there were some things that were just common sense up north. Not eating the leaves of the elder was one of them, and she had found a cat this morning who was about to do just that. A kittypet probably. She had seen the collar on the cat's throat. Funny, how some cats really lacked any type of sense, she thought with amusement as she continued to sit by the tree for a little longer, before turning away from it, her eyes catching the faint bit of fur of another cat passing by.
"A bit far away from everything, isn't it?" she called out, an amused gleam in her eyes.
