Lesson One: Poultices

Verity glanced around at all the faces of her pack mates as they gathered around the fire pit. So many Wolves she'd yet to meet. A little smile stained her lips as she listened and watched the instruction very carefully now. Following the steps verbatim Ver moved to gently pick up the pot before setting it down at the edge of the grate. Her tail swished with excitement as she took a step back, allowing room for others. It did not take long for the air to fill with those important scents that she'd just learned were 'aromatic.' Once again following Seere's instruction she moved to lift the pot from the pit before slowly moving back to the station.

The youngling took the clean bit of cloth and flattened it against the work surface. She then put a good amount of the mix in and carefully rolled the sides in. Her smile grew as those green eyes took in the creation. As Seere came to her station to check in the pup spoke up, "Does mine look right?"