Goldenrod looked at her newborn pups, breathing in their scents. She looked at the golden one and exclaimed, "She shall be my heir. Her name is Empress"
I sniffed the colorful plant. It looked pretty, and I wanted to eat it. I took a bite, and it tasted good, so I ate more. Suddenly, I felt a wrench in my gut. I vomited, and suddenly, I felt sicker than I ever had before. I vomited again, and pain me hit in waves. I lay there for a while, whimpering, before things faded into darkness. . . .