Lesson One: Poultices

Rava was timid in the best of times but even more so when it came to group settings like this. Were it not her daughter teaching the group she may not have even showed up today. The thought made her feel useless and unworthy of being here or of anything that she had been given since Plague had found her. She sighed heavily, trying not to allow the dark thoughts to overwhelm her. Now was a time of learning and supporting her talented daughter.

She followed along as Seere worked carefully, giving them a pre prepared kit to create a salve for inflammation. Rava was still in her prime and far from the oldest wolf, but she knew this would begin to come in handy as the seasons progressed. She could already feel the stiffness in her joints as the cold weather settled over them. She wasn’t the only one who was reserved and quiet though, she spied the young man who was Void’s brother, and felt a kindred spirit in him. Not that she had the confidence to breach a word to him.

She carefully emptied her portioned ingredients into the pot before Seere went around to check on all of them. Rava leaned into the girl’s affection, so proud that she had blossomed into such an important role in the pack. She far exceeded her mother in society and skill. She nuzzled Seere affectionately, managing to give her a little grin as she moved on to Saia.