Cheveyo gave a warm grin as Lynnea set off determined to get to the root of the problem, only to have the mare stop and excuse herself. The stallion said nothing about it although he quite admired her for adjusting to whatever she had gone through in her life. Chev only gave a strong decisive nod and began to follow Lynnea, working with her to remove any and all vines they found along the way.

”This little bugger is stronger than some I’ve seen” a frown creased the stallions blue pelt as he focused on getting aaall of the plant, and they still had yet to find the main source. Cheveyo worked meticulously to remove all traces of the harmful plant. Once we find a lll of this… he stopped talking as he pawed up a particularly tiny and stubborn side vine. could I take the plant to a shaman I know? She will use it to make up some medications and stock up He remembered that she had mentioned being low on a few things.
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