Frostfire Ridge Adding Fire to the Flame

Um. Yes. Yes she was. She'd all but said it out loud and he felt the need to confirm it. Fine. She could do that. "Yes. We call them medics where I come from," she said with pride as she watched him turn towards the south. She followed his paw with her eyes and watched where he was pointing. Orienting herself with the direction, she made note of it and promised herself to explore further that way in the future.

What he described seemed far more suitable for her tasks. Warmer. Wetter. All terrain that sounded as though it would offer far more variety than plants that were only suited for harsher conditions. While she was sure she could find quick fixes here and there, the promise of distant landscapes gave her the slightest bit of hope. Enough so that when he asked his next question, she was so inclined to share what she knew. 

Citali moved towards him, standing next to him as she turned her eyes towards the distance. "It's not foolproof," she admitted, "but if there's a plant you can't identify, crush its leaves to expose the damp insides and rub it against your lower lip. Leave it. If the plant burns don't use it. If there's no effect, try experimenting to see what properties it affords." It was the best solution she could offer. "You can also look at a plant to see whether or not it's being used by other creatures. If they've been eaten and you don't find any corpses around, try the chin test, then consider it safe-ish until you can get a better idea bout it."