Playing Doctor

Gossamer smiled gently. "You can call me aunt Gossy. My dad is Sirius and my mom is- was Zee." Her voice faltered slightly but she swiftly carried on. "No, no husband for me. I'm not really interested in ever getting a husband." Now that she had several years of life to reference she was becoming more and more sure that she just wasn't interested in men and probably never would be. Course, she had her eyes on a woman from another pack but that was a whole other tin of worms to be bringing up with her young nephew.

"Angelica is about 3-4 feet tall, with bright green leaves that are reddish-purple at the base. Unfortunately, it won't be flowering so we can't look for that. Instead, follow your nose. It has a sweet, musky scent. What we want is the root. We can make a tea out of it that can help wolves who are coughing. It makes a cough more productive, meaning its easier to cough up mucus from the lungs."

Gossamer, paused, scenting the air before shifting course. "Here we go, this is angelica. Give it a sniff! Then we can start digging down around the base to make it easier to pull up the root."