Silvertip Mountain Archiving my 'herbs'

He looked at the deer skin. He had never heard the term 'herbs', but he did know plants. That's what he knew herbs as. Just as he knew some were lethal to wolves, among other creatures, though he did not know which were poisonous and which were not. And knowing this made him tense up slightly.

"I'm sure it is a good method" he replied, still eyeing the plants. In a sense, it was smart to hold them the way she did. "So what do these ones do? Anything good, or bad?" he asked out of curiosity.