Turning slightly, Misha spotted a fallen flower on the ground that seemed to have come from Brynn herself. She padded over to it in curiosity. A quick sniff of the bloom had her wrinkling her nose and drawing back. On the other hand, one never knew when something might come in handy. With a bit of bending and fussing with her paws, she managed to tuck the white flower into a c***k in her collar where she hoped it would be safe.
Loot: One Moly flower
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