NAst

NAst flicks her tail, lounging on a sunlit rock in the swamp. Her orange eyes gleam as she spots a strange, glowing plant. "Oooh… shiny," she murmurs, leaning closer. "Never seen that before..." She reaches out with a clawed finger, hesitating just above the petals. "Shouldn’t touch it… probably poisonous." Her stomach growls loudly. "Eh, hungry enough to risk it."