I smirked. Well, Fate sent me this "writer" :)
-I think you were just gathering material for a novel, weren't you? ;)
The elf smirked. And said more seriously:
- You can't hide anything from me! And yet - throwing stones is not a good thing!
- But I need a Moon Ribbon... Otherwise, my friend (or is he really my friend? I don't know anything...) will die.
-Maybe I can help you? I'm not just a writer - I know about forest herbs, and I used to be a healer... It's true that later I accidentally mixed something up - and instead of curing one of the Fairies, I grew her a tail. :D Since then, I haven't taken any more risks...
- Well, thank you, but I think I'll manage without you! :) (I don't need a half-baked druid!!!)
I took out the moon ribbon (what a beautiful plant! You can't take your eyes off it), turned around and was about to leave...