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After the meeting Sacre didn't waste much time following the Doctor from the Greenhouse to wherever it was they were meant to gather their ingredient. Ever since Tilney had assigned him his task, which wasn’t all that long ago, he had puzzled over it… Ceder Heartwood? How on earth were they meant to retrieve that? For a start, Sacre didn’t even know such a thing existed and even if it did, how did he tell the heartwood from the normal wood? Or was it the same? Did it look different? Did it beat? The amount of questions the fox-boy had sent his mind into a spiral, as he followed the antlered Doctor, he barely nodded to his remarks about the weather as he dawdled behind, pondering his confounding task. Inari and Ríona were more than happy to go seek out this heart and left their poor, wandering bonded behind as they bounded after Timmy Tilney with a new adventure at their feet. When Sacre eventually caught up he was met by the good Doctor's groan as he considered a mangled Ceder and the fox-boy twisted his head to one side.

"Tilney" he groaned back, looking at the tree in great confusion, wondering why the Doctor had set a task that he himself seemed perplexed by. Couldn't they go flower picking? That sounded much nicer... "so, what are we meant to do? Knock it down?" at the latter suggestion Sacre looked the Ceder up and down wondering how on earth they were going to do it.

"We could... zap it" he said, looking thoughtfully at Ríona who suddenly looked very interested in what Sacre might say, but as soon as the fox-boy mentioned it he realised his problem "ahhhh but that might set fire to the entire woodland" he groaned again. What else? His arrow? It was no more useful that the horn on his head. His blood sucking magic would also be entirely unhelpful when it came to felling trees. In the end, he joined Tilney in his frustration; he had a horn, an arrow and a kitsune, yet still this twisted Ceder tree stood in his way. 

"I mean, unless someone with great magic comes along, we'll have to kick it and hope for the best" he smiled lop-sidedly, raising his brows at Tilney, waiting to see if the Doctor had any other plan whilst Sacre turned his backend towards the tree. "Unless there is a way to get to the heartwood without knocking it down" he shrugged, relying on Tilney's greater knowledge of the material. The idea that the warriors could carry their own decoction to help aid them with any injuries they recieved sounded like a grand idea, however, especially if there wasn't a healer in their immediate viscinity. Of the many things Sacre wished to learn, healing without magic was one of them, not everyone had the powers to stitch themselves back together, but a little basic knowledge may save lives later.

"Have you made it before?" he asked curiously.