#13 - it's just mud

Of all the places Kamari hadn't seen herself it was the Savannah.

She'd spent a great deal of time walking around the path to make sure she got there but here she was... walking the path and, finally, reaching the place. 

She could have taken a boat, yes, but with the day how it was she hadn't wanted to rush and rowing felt a lot like rushing in her mind. 

Sure, she could have brought a friend but everyone seemed tied up in their own thing and, honestly, she didn't want to tell anyone what she was planning on brewing... just in case she didn't succeed. 

No one needed to know her struggle so she didn't say a word, instead opting for a solo trip to find the Mud Toadstools by herself. 

It was quiet, at least. And she was able to focus on the ground in search for the ingredient without interruption. Maybe that would make it quicker. 

And she'd be able to get the ingredient and then move on to something else - she could hope for a quick outcome, couldn't she?