Snargaluff's had never been high on Fawne's list of favorite magical plants but now it was much lower; she had been wondering upon the very edge of the forest where she had been tripped by what she was sure to be a stationary tree stump. Of course the Snargaluff hadn't quiet seen it that way and had promptly attacked its 'assailant' or rather herself. Being the way she was in disposition Fawne had not screamed and had in fact after a quick moments paused stunned the darn thing and headed quickly to the hospital wing. She couldn't remember if they were poisonous or not.

Luckily enough she had sustained nothing worse than a few bruises to her back, several bramble whip welts around her ankles and arms where the Snargaluff had grabbed her and a small cut to her fore head. All of which would be fully cured after a few glasses of potion and some bed rest, or so she had been told.

Despite her location and situation she was sat upon her bed, cross legged and smiling slightly. Obviously off in her own little world since she occasionally spoke out loud to herself to fill the silence.

"I would have thought that Snargalnuff's had more sense..."