⊀ ✺ ⊁ – Despite the hardships he’d been put through while living in space, he’d never truly been pressed to find food. Hell, he hadn’t had anything resembling an outdoor excursion in ten years.
Thankfully, this didn’t mean he wasn’t prepared--all that time sheltered left him longing for the wilderness, and he found solace in his father’s many books.They taught him things he would have learned, on the planet he was removed from too soon.
So, yes. He was prepared. He knew all the ins and outs and could tell the poisonous from the not, and he had a good guess as to why the sky was blue; he was certainly ready for the wilds of Earth.
Slaine was in the middle of contemplating this bush before him, which seemed (by all outward appearances) to be the standard blackberry plant. However, in this new world, this could be anything. There was no known extent of the witches’ magic. This could just be another trap.
Stock still and hesitating over one-ounce berries, a nearby rustling alerted him of a potential guest. Grabbing a stray branch for protection, he took a defensive stance.
“Who’s there? Show yourself!”
