trouble in my bloodstream

A smile tugged at the corner of his lips at the boys comments. "I appreciate that, Raven. I don't think that will be necessary." The wolves of Fireside, as far as Álarr knew, were practical and realistic wolves. They knew how the world was and that included the fact that not everything was fool proof and sickness and death would happen regardless of ones skills.

The boy agreed to travel with him and he thought about the useful plants he'd found around the range during his life here. There were many indeed. "Certainly, and there are quite a few useful herbs that grow around here. It will take awhile to find them all. Let's look for Meadowsweet first. It has a distinctly sweet smell. Let's find it first and then I can tell you more about it. One moment." Álarr ruffled around in his bag and pulled out some dried meadowsweet which he set on the ground. "This is what it smells like."