Jory hurried along the shore of the Lake, looking for the spot where he had seen those butterflies the other day. He was mighty sure he saw a caterpillar or two also.

"There it is!'' he muttered, spotting the familiar place. Yes, there were the flowers also. Like the one he had given Ronnie when she was feeling sad because she wasn't finding Oliver. He headed over to the shrubs ad carefully began to lift the leaves. "Got one!'' he said a few minutes later.

Plucking the leave with the caterpillar off of the shrub, he put it into a small ink jar, he had taken from his bag before he came down to the Lake. He had cleaned it out of course. He added three more leaves into it, before hurrying off again in search of more ingredients.