Nothing but happiness clouded Tilneys head today. He had woken up as a citizen of the Worlds Edge. He felt a sense of belonging that he hadn't in a long time and there was something completely refreshing about the oceans breeze that drifted through the trees. Refreshed he was in other ways too; He was here, starting again. 
As he tread through his new home he nodded to each citizen he passed, nothing short of totally in awe of the forest he was stepping through. To some passers by he would utter a soft "lovely day isnt it!" or a simle "hello I'm Tilney!", not even thinking his over-friendliness could be annoying. 

He would be forever grateful to the elephantine King for allowing him to stay and also for allowing him to continue the career he had started at his previous home. Healing, Curing, fixing and soothing were passions of this young stallion. With such an empathetic mind as his it was hard for him to see others suffer, and so he decided he would pay a visit to the Moon Doctors. It was they who could teach him all he needed to know if he wanted to become one himself one day. He wished to learn everything he could about healing and maybe even make some discoveries of his own.
Where was he to find them though?

He had heard of a glade of gardens and greenhouses where they could be found but he wasn't certain on where to find such a glorious sounding dale. And so his trek began. Clambering over tree spotted hills and running down through gullys, Tilney came to clifftops and creeks. He didn't really mind that he had gone in circles and loops and the glade he sought really had not been far from the point he started. 

Eventually though he did find that glorious garden, though not a soul was in sight. Even if his journey would seem to some as being for nothing Tilney was still enchanted by the glorious flowers and plants that filled the glade. Dipping his nose, the young stag inhaled the precious yellow pollen of a bright purple lily-like flower. It didn't cross him until the dizzyness hit that he could of in fact inhaled something quite poisonous. He danced in a dizzy, faint state around the garden wondering about each plants good and bad properties until he stumbled right over, his left front leg tangled in a web of ivy. Too dizzy to fix himself back to a standing position, the stag just happily lay under the plants, unbeknownst to him the yellow pollen of the nightshade flower was taking effect.