Katrice sat cross-legged on the grass and smiled. She looked around at her company and thought of the area they were going to. "You know what I should make? I should make some walking sticks I heard they are helpful." She said energetically, then she went to gather sticks. She found long fresh sticks that had fallen off the trees. "Won't bend or break." She muttered, then she went back over to the camp and started sharpening the tops of the sticks she coated both sides in poison and put each end in the fire. When she was done she had poison coated walking sticks. "The poison is just a glaze and it won't hurt until its in you, but the top is sharp so be careful." She said and she handed them a stick.