Draugr is by Libri!
Her pale purple eyes studied the cerise berry in Gale's hand, committing the berry's shape and size and color to memory. There were many berries in the garden, and some shared this one's color. The shape, though, seemed to be unique -- at least, Draugr thought so. That was until the golden-hued slave inspected the object more closely and spoke, introducing it as another berry entirely. Vague surprise dawned on Draugr's face, though it disappeared quickly enough and became a look of near yearning: yearning for knowledge, of course.
The wolfdog's smile was slow, and there was no fear written on her face. Some were squeamish about holding such objects in their hands, as if afraid the poison would seep through their skin and penetrate their body that way. They must be eaten to be poisonous? the hybrid inquired. There was no coyness to her question -- the curiosity was there, clearly, and perhaps a little bit of yearning. She had seen death by claw and fang, the most feral and ancient way to kill. What of these poison things? What death would they produce? She marveled that two plants with such different effects might look so similar.
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