Grey and Rory shifted after tying bits of rag around their mouths to protect them

Making magic trees is tiring, Broken makes more carnivorous plants

She flies up into the air and away from all of this. She heads for the town.

Their nimble feet avoid the plants, the locket dangling from Grey's mouth

Ivy healed herself, her energy sorces running low. She slumped to the ground, her injuries healing to scars and her memory returning. She cried out as she felt a white hot burn on her forarm and saw a small tattoo of a wolf forming on the underside of her wrist. "Everytime I do this, a tattoo will appear?" She said seemingly to herself in painful awe of the drawing.

She circled back and watched everything happening from above.