Lesson One: Poultices

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.

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