Peyote watched Dancer run off and shook her head. Experience told her that bees flew far afield looking for nectar. Chasing one wasn't going to yield much. But, children had the energy to burn, so the dark skinned elfess followed at a lesuirely pace, listening for the buzzing, and keeping an eye out for the hive. As she did, she wondered about the honey wine she could make...
RP Guild - Elfquest : Shattered Moons
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