The wildness had quite the variety of plants. Some good, some… less good. Including the industrial strength catnip Lord Ras didn’t account for. He stumbled into your tent, nearly falling to the floor as he purred. he tried to figure out where he was, only to make the conclusion that he was clearly not in his own tent. the large tiger man glances around before his eyes land on you, rather squinty. “oh… hey…” He purrs, stumbling towards you before falling onto the floor. “ow.”