The small girl bustles around a wide clearing as she finished up preparation for the training she has planned. In part, the inspiration has come from been some new face that have been joining the Ashen ranks and, among them, are new healers. Seere is determined to help those interested in the art of healing so she had approached her aunt with an idea. Venom had approved and the young healer immediately got busy planning.

Now, she in the area, taking another count of the items she has at the tables she set up for the students. Moving to each station, she checks and double checks the suppled herbs and the items laid out, satisfied that she has everything. It had taken time to set up the clearing and she had needed help hauling up the tables but it all seems worth it as she scans the area. The stations are set up in a wide circle, with enough room to move freely around all sides of them. In the center of the clearing is a fire pit, carefully burning away with a metal grate over it.

The fire is duel propose, they will need it for what they are making but it also helps to stave off the chill of the autumn morning. With everything in place, the excited, yet nervous healer tips her head back and releases a call for all of the healers within the pack that wish to learn. Moving to stand in front of the area, Seere helps to guide the wolves to stations as the arrive, a warm smile on her lips and tail wagging happily behind her as she greets them.

Once they are all gathered and each one is set up at a station, she moves to stand behind the one she set aside for herself and happily says, “Morning everyone! For those that I have not met before, my name is Seere Abraxas-Destruction. Thank you all so much for coming! Today we are going to be learning how to make some poultices and putting them in the healing stores. First things first, does anyone know what a poultice is?” Mismatched gaze roams the group, waiting for answers while fitting names and faces together.


"Seere  Abraxas-Destruction"

Banshee was rather excited to participate in the first Pack function since re-joining Ashen. She thought of the various family members and others she may encounter. It had been some time since she'd seen any Kleins. Not that Banshee had the greatest relationship with her blood. At one point she had even taken a different surname, Fatalis. But, after a lot of distance from Boreas and years of healing she was ready to be involved in the Empire again. What drove her away in the first place was her Father, Hannibal. Since he was seemingly either dead or gone for good she put that trauma well behind her. Banshee was focused on raising her daughter and healing familial bonds. Soon she'd need to touch base with her sister Recluse and even seek out Sirius. The fanged lady made her way into the clearing, offering a smile and a nod to Seere. "Hello there, I am Banshee Klein, Verity's Mother." An introduction as the yearling guided them to a station. Seere's chipper attitude seemed to weave it's way through the gathering as others filed in. Banshee took a seat at the station and blue eyes to flick from face to face. Curiosity painted across her features as the lesson began. A quick introduction was followed by a question. Banshee did know what a poultice was but decided to not answer that way Verity or another younger Wolf could have their moment. ""

Excitement made it's way through every fiber that made up Verity's exitance. A group lesson in a proper pack with proper healers. She was thinking about it since it had been announced. Often times Ver found herself considering what the lesson could possibly be on. Poisons? She hoped it was about poisons. That would be so cool. But, Mother figured it'd be on something more tame like gardening or tending to minor flesh wounds. Either way, Verity would enjoy every last minute of it! The little pup bounded behind her Mother. Doing her best to keep up with those tiny legs. Anticipation made her a bit sloppy with her steps and she may have tripped once or twice. But, thankfully no one was around to witness. Verity took in a little breath as the gathering came into view. A fire pit surrounded by stations with herbs on display. A smile stained her lips as Seere greeted them, "Hello Seere!" Her voice was still light but not as small as their previous encounter. Those nerves were long gone. Verity took a seat at her station and looked around at the herbs with curiosity. She paid little mind to the other Wolves filing in. Verity perked up as the lesson began. Seere introduced herself to them all and followed up with a question directed to anyone in attendance. Verity thought for a moment, finding her words. "A poultice is a moist mixture of herbs." A pause. "It can help take away pain." The youngling tried to sound as smart as she could but some words were lost on her in the heat of the moment. With a flush of her cheeks she glanced to her Mother for reassurance. That was her first time ever speaking in front of a group in such a formal setting.

Rava eagerly went to her daughter’s call. There were few times that she moved with such certainty, but to support Seere was one of them. Still cloaked, because it was a lesson and there would certainly be more than her there. Dark paws carried her to the warm fire, taking a seat as Seere made the final preparations for the lesson.

”Seere,” Rava returned warmly to her daughter turned teacher as she let the class settle in and think on the question that she posed. Rava looked to the young girl, Verity, as she answered the question correctly. Rava nodded along, words sticking in her throat with timid hesitation.

Eulogy is slowly making her way from the den she has claimed to the nearby river when a call sounds across Ashen lands. Casting a glance behind her, the older wolf turns around and angles herself toward the summons. Since she is now an official member of Ashen, she wants to become a contributing member and training is just the sort of thing she can do. Being older means she is also a little slower and, by the time she arrives, there are already three other wolves gathered.

Offering a smile to the young teacher, Eulogy moves to settle in behind one of the stations, enjoying the warmth the fire offers while keeping an eye out for her son, Spirit. The lesson soon begins, the young girl introduces herself as Seere and the old wolf smiles warmly in greeting. A question is posed and an earthen toned pup speaks up, giving the correct answer. Looking to the young pup, the older woman offers her an encouraging smile and a wink before returning her attention to the teacher, ready to learn.


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Though Spirit ends up being a little late for the healing lesson, he still hurries to Seere's call and hopes desperately he isn't too late to participate. Healing has been his passion since he was a young age; though he isn't half as skilled as most wolves his age probably ought to be, he has the drive and motivation to learn. Especially now that he's secured a home with so much of his family. He's determined not to ruin this, and part of that means integrating and learning, making himself more useful.

Panting softly by the time he arrives, he sinks in next to his mother and directs his attention toward the woman clearly leading the lesson. His attention drifts to the tables and the supplies as she introduces herself and explains what they will be doing today. Making poultices. He knows what they are, and nods quietly, but makes no effort to speak up. The last thing he wants to do is stammer over his words and make a fool of himself like he's bound to do. Someone else speaks up with their answer and his eyes flit to them for a moment, giving a nod.

Saia heard the call from her sister and being that she wasn't training on taking on patrols or more responsibility she joined the others that joined here. Naturally she wanted to be beside her mother, but as she was the last one to arrive she had little choice now. She wouldn't fight it though, it would be okay.

Settling down in the free station that Seere had set up she just looked among the others as they had settled too and all looked to their teacher. It seemed all of the group was on the same page, one answered and the rest stayed silent in agreement. Saia couldn't complain, she didn't particularly like upbeat souls but she was always willing to give everyone a chance. So just as everyone else did she stayed quiet and waited to see how Seere would instruct them or question them next.

"Saia Abraxas-Destruction"

Seere greets each wolf as they arrive, giving Banshee a respectful dip of her head as she introduces herself and the girl says, “Verity is very smart and will make a great healer!” A wag of her tail and bright, happy smile is given to the young pup as they move to a free station. Next came her own mother who the girl waves to with a huge, bright smile. An older wolf was next to appear, gingerly moving to a station and settling in while the monochrome healer beams brightly at her. An earthen male was next and he moved to join the older wolf as the girl smiles warmly to him. Finally, her sister appears and the young girl beams at her, a happy wag of her tail is given to her sister as Saia settles into her station.

Opening the meeting, she informs the class what they will be learning about before posing a question to the class. Verity is quick to answer and many of the wolves nod their agreement to her statement. Seere beams an approving smile to the girl as she says, “That is correct Verity! And exactly what we will be making today. Since winter is coming, aches and pains can be common for many wolves. This is not just limited to older ones. So, we are going to make poultices that will help inflammation and pain.” As she speaks, her mismatched gaze roams over the gathered wolves, making sure that she isn’t going too fast for them to keep up.

Taking a deep breath, the girl picks up the small pack of herbs she had put together for them and similar ones rest on each station. With a happy smile, she says, “Okay! If everyone can open their packet of herbs we will begin.” Seere lays her own pack down, deftly pulling the tie to reveal the ingredients inside. Picking up a small corked jar of a yellow-orange powder, she explains, “This is turmeric powder. It has many great anti-inflammatory properties. Please pour the whole jar into your metal pots.” Uncorking her jar, she moves the pot toward her and tips the contents into it before setting the now empty vial to the side and grabbing the next item.

Paw holds up a shaving of ginger, showing it off to the group while saying, “Grated ginger. Another powerful anti-inflammatory. Okay, all the grated ginger into your pots, please.” Seere moves her ginger into the pot and waits for the class to catch up. Next is a long, green, rigid leaf that she holds between her toes, lifting it so everyone can see, “This is eucalyptus! Not only a great anti-inflammatory but, if there is an open wound, it helps disinfect it. Now, we are going to tear these up like so…” she demonstrates the technique, adding the leaves to her pot. Finally, she holds up another small jar, saying, “And finally, coconut oil! This will help to dry out the herbs we are going to be using.”

Teeth uncork the jar and she empties the contents into the pot before leaving her station to move among the gathered wolves. The girl offers her help where needed and gives encouragement to each wolf. As she moves to her mother, Rava’s, side, she offers an affectionate nuzzle and small giggle, offering her paws before going to the next wolf. Seere moves to Saia, offering her sister encouraging words and her thanks for showing up. A smile and, if she wants it, a gentle nuzzle is given before she continues on.


"Seere  Abraxas-Destruction"

As her son appears and joins her, Eulogy offers him a warm, encouraging smile and moves to wrap one of her forelegs around his own. She silently attempts to offer him some strength and show her gratitude that he is here, with her, as the lesson begins. The monochrome healer instructs them to open their herb packets and the older woman scoots the small leather packet toward Spirit so he can open it.

Untangling her leg from his, she pulls the metal pot toward them so that they can place the items into the container as the small healer explains. Humming thoughtfully as each ingredient is identified, Eulogy leans in toward her son and whispers, “At least they all smell really nice.” A small chuckle is given as she gives him a wink and places the oil into their pot. With that done, she leans gently into Spirit’s side, offering a smile and nod to Seere as she passes by their station.


"Eulogy Destruction"

Verity blushed a tad at the compliment given by Seere. She really did hope that was the truth, that she'd become a good healer one day. The thought brought a tiny smile on her lips as she settled in. This smile only grew when it was announced her small explanation of poultices was accurate. Ver was glad she hadn't been wrong in front of all these new faces. She'd like to leave a good impression with her pack mates. After Seere explained the usefulness of the specific poultice they were making today everyone got to work. Step by step Verity followed her mentor's instruction. First, she carefully poured the grated ginger into a pot, careful to not waste any. After that she began to rip the eucalyptus leaf up just as Seere did. Her nose twitched at the strong smell, Ver found she enjoyed it. The pup placed the shredded leaf into the pot. Lastly, she placed a glob of the oil into the pot as instructed. Verity eyed the mixture as Seere roamed around the clearing, the youngling hoped she had done it all correctly. She looked over at her Mother's work to compare.

Lips spread into a proud smile as Seere spoke so fondly of her daughter. Banshee glanced down to the youngling to show her joy before looking back to the Apothaker, "I am so proud to hear that, Seere. Thank you for mentoring her." Joining Ashen was proving to be right choice again and again. As long as her daughter was enjoying herself Banshee was happy. Nothing excited her more then to think of the future Verity would have in this pack. As they found their stations the lesson began. With everyone settled the Apothaker asked a question that was swiftly answered by Ban's daughter. That proud smile continued on as the pup spoke and Seere confirmed her accuracy. Banshee spoke rather hushed, "Good job." Not wishing to embarrass Verity. - Banshee listened to their teacher's explanation, admiring how well the yearling explained everything. It wasn't long before the paws-on portion of their lesson began. They all mixed the appropriate ingredients into a pot. Everything smelled lovely and Banshee had idle thoughts of how the coconut oil would be nice on dry toe pads. But, her mind didn't linger long as she felt eyes on her. Verity was glancing over at her creation to seemingly compare. Banshee eye's Ver's and offered a reassuring nod, telling the youngling she was doing well. ""

Spirit was quiet but attentive as the training really began. Even if communicating wasn't his strong suit, listening definitely was, and he was nothing if not obedient. Prying himself somewhat hesitant away from his mother's side, he too allows his attention to move to the packet of herbs, sniffing the contents. Spirit nods in agreement to Eulogy's words. The smell of herbs is overwhelming but comforting - it seems to help ground him too, at least for now.

Carefully he adds the first two ingredients to the pot in front of them. Turmeric, an anti-inflammatory. The smell of this one is strong, but not unpleasant, Spirit decides. The ginger is strong too but in a different way. Once he adds both of them, and rips up the eucalyptus leaf as instructed, Eulogy adds the coconut oil. Though he isn't sure how they'll all come together necessarily he feels he gets the gist of what they're doing, and he's interested in seeing the final result, too.

Rava was timid in the best of times but even more so when it came to group settings like this. Were it not her daughter teaching the group she may not have even showed up today. The thought made her feel useless and unworthy of being here or of anything that she had been given since Plague had found her. She sighed heavily, trying not to allow the dark thoughts to overwhelm her. Now was a time of learning and supporting her talented daughter.

She followed along as Seere worked carefully, giving them a pre prepared kit to create a salve for inflammation. Rava was still in her prime and far from the oldest wolf, but she knew this would begin to come in handy as the seasons progressed. She could already feel the stiffness in her joints as the cold weather settled over them. She wasn’t the only one who was reserved and quiet though, she spied the young man who was Void’s brother, and felt a kindred spirit in him. Not that she had the confidence to breach a word to him.

She carefully emptied her portioned ingredients into the pot before Seere went around to check on all of them. Rava leaned into the girl’s affection, so proud that she had blossomed into such an important role in the pack. She far exceeded her mother in society and skill. She nuzzled Seere affectionately, managing to give her a little grin as she moved on to Saia.

Saia wasn't exactly like their mother, she was a lot more outgoing when given the chance it was just easier for her to stay quiet and in the background. She didn't like to have the spotlight, that was for sure. She'd stay silent and watch as her sister began the lesson.

As she instructed to dump the turmeric in, Saia went ahead and did so, just glancing over everyone else's work stations as they all seemed to follow instruction. Easy enough. Saia did take the second before dumping each ingredient in to observe what it smelled like as her sister went over what each thing did. It would go locked away in her brain somewhere. It would be easy to remember how to make the poultices, it would take more studying to remember each herb that went inside.

Saia smiles gently as Seere gives her a little more sisterly affection than she would have given any of the random members of their pack obviously. That was fine with her. Once everything was combined she waited for what her sister would move onto next.

"Saia Abraxas-Destruction"

As Seere makes her round, checking on all of the wolves to make sure they are following along, the small healer pauses at her mother’s station. Rava returns the nuzzle and the girl’s heart lifts as she offers her mother a bright smile before moving next to Saia. Her smile widens and she dips her head in thanks, inspecting her sister’s work and offering praise before leaving to return to her station. Once she is behind her station, the girl turns her gaze to the gathered wolves and happily says, “Okay! Now, I bet you are all wondering why we are gathered around this fire. Well, now is where it comes into play. Everyone will take their metal pots filled with the mixture over to the fire. Place them on the metal grate near the edges of the fire. Do not put them toward the middle.”

Grabbing her pot, Seere moves to the grate that rests over the fire and demonstrates by placing the pot on the outer edges of the fire. Looking around, she explains, “The reason we are putting them on the outside is so that we can warm the herbs without burning them. Keep them on the heat until they become aromatic.” Mismatched gaze moves to the young Verity and she offers a wink before saying, “Aromatic is just another word for really strong smelling.” Looking back to her ingredients, she gives the pot a couple shakes to move the herbs around before the air fills with the smell of turmeric, ginger, and eucalyptus. Inhaling the spicy, yet comforting, aroma, she says, “Smell that? That is what we are looking for.”

Carefully, she removes the herbs from the heat, returning to her station and placing it down. Looking up, Seere smiles and says, “Now, to finish the poultice, we take the long strip of cloth that is provided…” Paws pick up the cloth and shows it to the class before laying it flat on the station and continuing, “Unfold the middle and place your warmed herbs in. Then, roll the sides in, over the herbs and there you have it! Your very own poultice!” Holding up the finished product, she shows it to the class before saying, “You have all been very patient with me and I want to thank you for listening! If, after everyone finishes making their poultices, anyone wants to stay and try applying them to others, feel free to stay behind, I will help you. Otherwise, you are free to go about your day. Thank you!”

Stepping away from her station, Seere moves around the stations, checking in with the wolves and seeing if anyone needs a little extra help.


"Seere  Abraxas-Destruction"

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Eulogy stays close to Spirit, enjoying the time that she gets to spend with him while learning something they are both interested in. As Seere returns to her station, the older wolf nods along, listening as she explains about warming the herbs. Leaning toward Spirit, she softly whispers, “Those will feel wonderful against aching joints.” She offers her son a smile and a wink, speaking from her own experiences with arthritis. Attention returns to the teacher, as she finishes up the poultice and lifts a brow at Seere’s offer.

Looking to Spirit, she gently says, “We don’t have stay. We can go if you would like.” Eulogy knows that group settings are not her son’s favorite thing and she does not wish to make him any more uncomfortable than he already is. They move to the fire to warm the herbs and she hums appreciatively at the heat, feeling her muscles slightly relax. All too soon, they move back to their station and, together, finish wrapping up the herbs. With that done, she is ready to follow Spirit’s lead.


"Eulogy Destruction"

Verity glanced around at all the faces of her pack mates as they gathered around the fire pit. So many Wolves she'd yet to meet. A little smile stained her lips as she listened and watched the instruction very carefully now. Following the steps verbatim Ver moved to gently pick up the pot before setting it down at the edge of the grate. Her tail swished with excitement as she took a step back, allowing room for others. It did not take long for the air to fill with those important scents that she'd just learned were 'aromatic.' Once again following Seere's instruction she moved to lift the pot from the pit before slowly moving back to the station. The youngling took the clean bit of cloth and flattened it against the work surface. She then put a good amount of the mix in and carefully rolled the sides in. Her smile grew as those green eyes took in the creation. As Seere came to her station to check in the pup spoke up, "Does mine look right?"

Banshee followed the young ladies instruction step by step. Moving the pot to the fire, resting it at the edge just as Seere had done. All the while keeping any eye on little Verity. Ban worried about her daughter being so close to the fire as well as carrying a hot pot. But, she wasn't here to be a mother Bear. This was a lesson and Seere was here to be their aid. Banshee would let the Apothaker rectify any mistakes as long as the pup wasn't in any danger. - After bringing the pot back to their station and putting the warmed contents on the linen Banshee had her poultice. A fangy smile could be seen as she looked over to her daughter. Pride swam through her heart as she saw that Ver's was just as good as her own. The pup would one day make quite the healer, she thought. - When the Seere made her final announcement Banshe moved her poultice to Verity's station. When Seere came around to check in the older Klein spoke, "What a great lesson, Seere. Thank you. I am going to head back to the den, but Verity here is more then welcome to stay." Banshee was sure her daughter would love to stick around. Thus, after Seere offered her share of vocals Ban moved to make her exit. Blue eyes flashed to Eulogy on the way out. -exit- ""

He swore he caught a pair of eyes lingering on him for a second, and he found his attention briefly drifting to Rava before returning to the task at hand. He, too, was far too shy to initiate contact unless something else prompted it. Still he recorded her features to memory in case he came across her again. He hadn't initiated any real contact with anyone in Ashen outside his immediate family, and he knew he needed to change that, lest it seem like he wasn't making an effort to fit in. The last thing he wanted to do was ruin the one real home he'd had in years.

He continued following along, glad to be learning something useful. Spirit nods at his mother's words, helping as they work together to unfold the cloth and place the herbs inside. The feeling of accomplishment is undeniable, and intoxicating - it's been a long time since he learned something and he wants more. The feeling, at least for now, surpasses his anxiety about being around so many people all at once. "I-I don't mind staying," he starts, fidgeting slightly. "M-maybe we can practice applying the poultices, like she said?" Spirit looked to his mother for approval that he did not need, but still desperately wanted.

Rava sat back with Saia as they began to heat the herbs until fragrance. Stirring the mixture was oddly soothing, and though Rava was an okay healer, she knew the basics to survive. She specialized in identification, not medicine making. As she worked though, she knew this would soon be an activity that occupied much of her time. The soothing scent of herbs and th rhythmic motions helped to relax the cloaked woman. Though she was comfortable enough that her hood had been down during the whole lesson.

The whole process did not take very long, and before she knew it Seere was approving their work and instructing them to remove from the heat. Rava very carefully pulled her jar from the fire. With a bit more difficulty she began to pour the mixture onto her pre-prepared cloth. Both trying not to burn herself, and finagle the pot with her clumsy paws. Eventually she succeeded and most of the mixture poured out into the awaiting receptacle.

With her napkin folded awkwardly Rava still felt a bit of accomplishment as she looked at her work. Of course, her daughters were both better than hers, but that fact made Rava’s heart soar to know how blessed they were. They wouldn’t ever have the life she had been rescued from. Content she looked up to Saia, she would stay for more if the girl wanted to.