Blackfeather Woods Helping Hands
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Venus had talked to Burke about her passion in both Spy work, and Naturalist work. He had advised her to go talk to @Cicero. She though about how to present herself. What kind of questions would her ask? She knew quite a bit about herbs, and has learned some of their side effects, the hard way when she was a pup. It amazed her that a plant that has grown from a seed, can help smooth an upset stomach. Or a bit of moss can help clot bloody gnashes. Blood interested her also. She wanted to know where it came from and what it did. Little did she know she would never find out the whole story. 

Being extremely sick constantly, Venus believed she can really help feel for the patients. One thing she would have a hard time with though, is being respectful to those who aren't used to being sick, and think they are going to die because they have a constant itching in their ear. People like that really bugged her, but she would have to push though. Medical treatment on pups has never been to much of an issue, it would be the mother, or the father, who would be an issue. When they hear their pup cry, all Hell breaks loose. The poor herbalist tucks tail and bolts. She remembers some of the times she had with her older sister, who was a naturalist. 

She could remember sitting in the corner of a large den dug before even her mother was born. The den was warm and cozy, and she got to spend time with her sister, but she didn't have a choice. She basically lived in the herb and medicine den. She always loved the smell of the sun dryer herbs, and her sister poked and prodded patients. One thing Venus will never forget, was when her sister told her to say thank you to another herbalist in the pack. Venus refused and was disgusted that her sister would even make her do that. She sister explained that you might not like it, but we are trying to help you. You could have a whole different situation somewhere else. Venus had never asked where Cicero worked, so she sniffed around, hoping to pick up some kind of scent.
Messages In This Thread
Helping Hands - by Venus - December 09, 2015, 02:07 AM
RE: Helping Hands - by Cicero - December 10, 2015, 09:26 AM
RE: Helping Hands - by Venus - December 10, 2015, 07:31 PM
RE: Helping Hands - by Cicero - December 11, 2015, 04:39 AM
RE: Helping Hands - by Venus - December 11, 2015, 02:41 PM
RE: Helping Hands - by Cicero - December 13, 2015, 07:19 AM
RE: Helping Hands - by Venus - December 13, 2015, 12:33 PM
RE: Helping Hands - by Cicero - December 16, 2015, 03:50 PM
RE: Helping Hands - by Venus - December 16, 2015, 05:15 PM
RE: Helping Hands - by Cicero - December 17, 2015, 06:46 AM
RE: Helping Hands - by Venus - December 17, 2015, 02:13 PM
RE: Helping Hands - by Cicero - December 19, 2015, 07:31 AM
RE: Helping Hands - by Venus - December 19, 2015, 01:50 PM
RE: Helping Hands - by Cicero - December 28, 2015, 10:34 AM
RE: Helping Hands - by Venus - December 29, 2015, 01:59 AM
RE: Helping Hands - by Cicero - January 07, 2016, 10:22 AM
RE: Helping Hands - by Venus - January 07, 2016, 02:37 PM
RE: Helping Hands - by Cicero - January 11, 2016, 01:44 AM
RE: Helping Hands - by Venus - January 11, 2016, 02:02 AM
RE: Helping Hands - by Cicero - January 12, 2016, 08:22 AM