Just Out

Five leaves. Five leaves. Fiveleavesfiveleavesfiveleaves. The words ran together in a stream as Kamala tried to imprint them on her consciousness. It would likely never come easily to her, this committing of herbs to her memory. But for her family, she would try. There was a reason, however, that Kamala had never tried to pursue becoming a healer. The sooty female was more interested in the general pack's wellbeing, rather than the taking care of one individual wolf. If that made sense. Ears flicking, Kamala shook her head slightly as she glanced at Loccian again. "All right. I will remember that." Kamala nodded sharply. Five leaves.



Ears twitching, the yearling tilted her head slightly, "Hmm. Either or, really. Since you said Agrimony couldn't be used for pregnant females or for females who were nursing pups. What kinds of herbs should I use if they were to be injured?" With a slight smile on her features, Kamala examined the Marquess with bright eyes. She wanted to know about healing. At the very least, she wanted to know enough of the basics that she could tell her father that she had learned.



And it was this curiosity drove the female to open her maw once more. "What kind of herbs would you use for elderly wolves? Do they get different dosages? Or different herbs all together or what?" Kamala was ready to pepper Loccian with questions if the older female didn't restrain her any time soon. But hey, that was the point of learning, right?