Silvertip Mountain Archiving my 'herbs'

The grey wolf flinched, moving his head right up in an instant in response to her growl. He thought that he might have been getting too curious. And curiosity can sometimes get one killed. That he knew.

"Right. How stupid of me" he replied, somewhat embarrassed. He had forgotten that these could be deadly, especially since Zaria had been talking about it just before. After, he listened intently as she listed the names. "So that is their names" he wondered to himself. "Interesting." Now that he knew them, he could possibly implement them into a story of some kind.

"I was just thinking about putting them into a tale" he answered, "Perhaps one about someone like you. After all, you have inspired some of mine already. Would you enjoy that?" he queried, his tail waving as he waited.