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Raven confessed that she didn't know the magic behind the plants. Wildfire nodded to indicate she understood. Tiger probably would have shared all her knowledge with Raven if she hadn't died so abruptly. The little redhead frowned thoughtfully, then shook her head before she could get too sad about it all.

"Where do you find them?" she asked next. There were so many different types of plants in the world, neither wolf could possibly hope to keep track of them all. But perhaps the ones Raven used grew in certain places or conditions, so she always knew where to look for them. The young Naturalist's curiosity was piqued. "What're you gonna do with the rest?" she added, glancing at the remaining wilted stems.