Bella acknowledges with a subtle movement. She's a wolf, a wolf is not hampered by carrying a blade in her mouth!
She nudges the plant more sharply, closer to the base...
PWOOMF!
There's a SURGE from the flower. It CONVULSES. A cloud of golden spores rises, settling on the wolves and the ground around them. Bella JUMPS back in alarm, managing not to drop her axe. She snarls, ready to pounce on the plant if it moves.
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She nudges the plant more sharply, closer to the base...
PWOOMF!
There's a SURGE from the flower. It CONVULSES. A cloud of golden spores rises, settling on the wolves and the ground around them. Bella JUMPS back in alarm, managing not to drop her axe. She snarls, ready to pounce on the plant if it moves.
A massive sneeze dislodges the axe.