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Yet again, it seemed she had underestimated the child. She listened quite well, once Olya set her on the right course. Perhaps she would have to alter her lesson plans, to accommodate for Divo's short attention span. The pale pup listened well, and seemed to soak it all up like a sponge. At least, that was what she'd hoped. If, when she asked about it at a later date, Divo couldn't recall a dandelion, the entire venture would be rendered moot. That would definitely put a strain on the promises she had made, to her fellows and their mother.

The youth piped up suddenly, looking rather intent. "Like my nose? And.. all the other bits?" It was a good question, but it was hard to answer without crushing her. No quick answers. A noncommittal sound was all she could manage, first off. "I think your skin needs something stronger. That's why we're coming here," She explained slowly, gesturing to the broadening river up ahead. The delta would spread out across the landscape before them, soon enough. "I think some fumitory would be far better for your skin."

A quick glance at the sky, and it seemed the sun hadn't climbed as high as she would have thought. Fantastic, they had more time to search for the herb she'd intended to teach Divo about today. Perhaps we should gather it for now, and then teach her about it another time. One lesson per day would be better. Then, she'll have time to digest the information in between. She thought to herself, gaze lowered to her paws. The rhythmic thump of her necklace against her chest kept her grounded, before she started to plan all of her lessons for the next several months to come.