Jade Fern Grove damage control

Bazi didn't particularly want to imagine the types of hurt he was referring to - what didn't kill you rarely made you stronger, despite what the old adage suggested.

".. OK," Bazi said. There was a finality to her tone - some reluctant version of acceptance. There had to be a reasonable explanation for Swift's knowledge; perhaps a hedgehog was whispering in his ear at night. "I know.. yarrow. That's it, though. A female from another pack taught me back when mommy was friendly and chirpy around strangers." Can you imagine?