Phoenix Maplewood That's the Spirit

-slowly gets caught up-

Cita continued speaking and the simiarly aged girl listened with rapt attention; There was another point there; perhaps she was simply doubting herself because, so far, there hadn't been a single situation that had arised that needed counsel, from her or anyone else. She was getting rusty, surely, and her focus had turned to hunting and tracking prey recently. The tip of her tail twitched thoughtfully but whatever thoughts were churning in her head, she simply nodded to the brown-shaded female, accepting what she said and the advice that she was giving. Perhaps Nocta could even go to Saena and ask her what was needed, hoping to find a new passion, especially if it could make her even more useful to the pack. With their numbers so few, she needed to do as much as she could for them, as they did for her.

They moved on.

'Yarrow'. An interesting name, no doubt about that. She was both surprised and not surprised that a plant could induce such a reaction, curious to know whether or not Citali had ever had to use it. Probably, if the patient had ingested something that they shouldn't have. Thinking along that line helped her understand how Yarrow could induce vomiting, as some plants were poisonous, and perhaps the plant Cita explained was too, in higher amounts. "What do you use for basic injuries? Like cuts or shallow wounds?"