She was sat down in front of a tree and staring at it in utter confusion.

She had woken up a while ago and just as she planned yesterday before she fell asleep she decided to investigate the area more thoroughly. It only made sense, she had a new home and she couldn’t just lay there until she grew restless and starving, no matter how tempting that seemed. She needed to move and do something. Taking a walk around the area sounded prudent.

As she walked through the forest she began to see a common occurrence. Trees with craggy rock things with a white tendril that dipped into the ground. She had seen these before when she went to the weird part of the forest but she thought they were just plants that grew on trees and had a white roots but she no longer thought that.

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Because not long into her walk she found herself in front of a tree that had no white root.

That alone simply wouldn’t have stopped her.

What did was the fact that a white tendril was visibly and briskly reaching for the rock-y craggy thing on the tree.

She had never seen a plant grow that fast.

She wondered if it was safe to eat.