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A sigh managed to escape her throat, bubbling past softly hued lips with the lightest frown. Divo had a small dandelion in her mouth, and was in the process of munching on it. Well, perhaps that would benefit her, in the end. An increased appetite might help put some meat on her bones. A light smile rested now on her lips, and she took a step forward. "Look at that, you've found something all by yourself." She announced, beaming down at the young wolf.

Cranium cocked to one side, brow lifting inquisitively. Pop quiz! "Do you know what kind of plant that is? It's rather common, so perhaps your mother or father has told you its name." Their father had professed some knowledge of herbs, so perhaps he had taught the children some of the local plants already.