Fenrir had found himself in the middle of the forest looking around for answers. He had honestly sort of forgot what was on the list, but that didn't matter because he had the list locked up in his mind somewhere. He tapped his chin and looked up and down a free, "This was for something else." he knocked on the tree, "We needed... Pure sap.| he cocked back his fist and punched the tree, the leaves shaking onto the ground around him as he retracted his fist. "Ewwww," he pulled his fist back and looked at the sap covered fist, he'd break off a stick from the tree and scraped it on his fist.

"Ugh, now I need a... I need a hero." he shook his fist of the excess goo and looked it over, "This was a mistake. Oh gosh." he rubbed his hand on his leg trying to get it off, "Uuuuuuhn." he tried again to rub it off, "Get ooooffffff." he shook his hand again. Once he had the stick covered in an amber sap.

Looking over his fist and back at the tree he noticed something wriggling in the now broken tree, "Ooo, this looks like that big I needed." gripping the creatire by its back he'd pull a large grub out of the tree as well, "This is... nasty, but for magic I guess!"

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With two ingredients there were three more to go, at this point he had figured everything he needed was in the forest thus he tread deeper into it looking for whatever he remembered next, "Uh, I need..." he looked down at his hands and thought about what was next. He had the big bug, he had the tree sap now all he needed was... A plant? Some sort of plant, white lilies maybe? He went on through the forest and had found a meadow full of flowers at the heart, seemed he had a lot of picking to do thus he'd try his hardest to remember what else he needed. there were a few different types blue, white, yellow, how they were all growing in the winter amazed him, thus he'd walk into the meadow and at the first thought he remembered what exactly he needed! White flowers!

He'd pick some white ones, the only white ones in the meadow and carried it with the rest of his things, though he would leave the bug as he had just remembered it wasn't part of the spell, moving on he'd look for more things to pick up for the enchantment. Looking down at the meadow he'd scratch his chin and walk back into the dense of the forest. He'd continue on and would soon stumble over a root, he'd pull it up immediately and held it in the air, that was right fresh ginger.

He'd shake it once and smile, "Three down two to go." he'd crack his knuckles and move on to the next ingredient though the ginger he had in hand was a bit bigger than he reckoned the root coming out of teh ground and then some in the form of a long whip like addition. It was big, but he didn't think it to be this big.

With that there was just two more, two more things that he needed. He'd walk around the place and still looked, "ooo" just in time he'd stop for a moment and sit on a cleared stump. This was the life, maybe he could take some time to rest, he'd take off his shirt and put his new things in his shirt made pouch. "Ok, just a few more." he shivered a bit as a cooling breeze chilled up his shirtless form.

"This might have been a bad idea though." he mumbled as he continued to walk, "I need... Feathers. Sparrow feathers." he cleared his throat and treaded on through the forest in his search, looking for his stuff he'd walk down a hill and deeper into the forest in search. he'd walk up one and down one and then up one and down one. He'd linger for a bit before resting again. Looking up at the sky he'd notice the sparrow buzzing over head, "You are the way." he'd point at it.

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Fenrir looked around for the last two things; there must have been something else he could have done to get his last few things he walked about the forest his clothes covered in soil and other items of the woods. Dusting himself off Fenrir cleared one last row of brush and looked around for his next, thing, fresh ivy. He looked around for a few moments, and looked up at the tree line, "Interesting," he looked up and around for things, there was something he could have done for all of this to get it quickly, and that was transformed back to his usual self. And then he untransformed.

He'd scratch the back of his hand and looked up at the sky; the sky was blue today deep blue. Deep blue sea, it was parallel to it, the vast sea! The mighty sea of everything, and everyone. He loved the ocean, and he loved the sky. he'd look up at it and follow it down the way and down the way and even more down. He'd look up at the skyline and up at the tree tops and at the beauty of the beauty of the world. What a day, what a play, what a day.

With his arms crossed he'd walk down the line and move down the way and feeling something drop onto him and looked up at the clouds. The rain was coming he needed those feathers now before he perished out here in the woods, he couldn't die out here in the woods man, he needed to keep going. He put his hands in his pockets and whistled to himself. He needed just one feather, and oooone lil teeny bit of ivy and that would be all. He'd trip over soon and look at his foot it seemed he had tripped on some vines. Picking up the mangled vines he'd untangle himself and tear them up a teeny tiny bit. "What a marvelous piece of grass." he tore it from around his ankles and picked them up. This was a neat lil thing.

He'd look around and up at the sky for what must have been his fourth time as the rain began to pour on his body. He yelled up into the air as he felt himself sinking into the ground, it was muddied, too muddied. He trod through the mud and got a grip of a vine pulling himself to safety and stretching his arms and legs. He'd get out of the mud with all of his things now and managed to slink his way to safety as mud rushed by him. He'd shake himself clean as he finally managed to get back on the path and to his surprise, something was stuck on his shirt, the feathers! He finally had everything!Now he just needed to get out of the forest and to do so he'd march along up a hill and out of the forest way.

He'd move on and on and went on his way to get out of the place and went back to the castle giving the duo what he had found and passing out in a chair.

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