Medicine Dance

The boy did ask questions and the tiny healer was pleased that he did so. "You can use the flowers alone. The tea tastes better that way, but it's not as potent." She continued to answer his other questions. "Toxic in large doses, yes. The bark will irritate the stomach lining and you'll get rather ill if too much is ingested. Same with the root tea. Addictive? No." He had a good mind, it seemed. These were very worthwhile questions to ask. She wondered just who he was.

Iolaire was even more pleased when he sat down at the opposite plant and began to process it just as she had. She nodded in approval. "Just be wary of the thorns. Thankfully most of them are large enough to avoid, but new growth can trick you and poke you pretty nastily." She'd had many a pricked paw pad from working with cacti, but was a seasoned pro now.


More wise words came from the boy and Io again arched one slender, silver brow. He still hadn't introduced himself, so she decided to take the initiative. "I am Iolaire Akeldama. Healer and Ambassador of the Ashen Armada. Who might you be?" She couldn't deny her curiosity.