Submission (#1064) Approved

Once Zoe had figured themselves out a little more, getting settled into the town and figuring out how to rough it in the town. Everyone, as far as Zoe had met, were very friendly with one another. That said, Zoe was having a hard time actually finding their place within the town. It seemed like everyone already had something to offer the town, breeders of fyrefowls and wooly lallabaas seemed common enough, as did clothing store suppliers. Zoe had met a potion maker, too, which seemed unusual and Zoe still wasn't quite sure what a potion was, or what it helped with. They found themselves jealous of the kitsusagi around them, all who seemed to have such a knack for immediately knowing what they were meant to do. Zoe would often feel overwhelmed when they worried too much about what their life purpose was meant to be and when they were overwhelmed, they went to the outskirts of town.

They picked up what they could find, even if it was just small basic items - sticks, grasses, anything that they could get their paws on. They doubted they could sell any of this - these resources seemed to be free and open to anyone. But... maybe if they held onto them for a while longer, they might be able to come up with something profitable in the future. Silverlight seemed to be a town that thrived on profit - was that the secret to thriving here? To belonging?

Reward	Amount
Grass	1
Silver	2