Herbalists' Cache suffer well the aftermath

Of course the stubborn young one did not answer, but that didn't mean Lucani should leave her out of the process of asking questions. Unfortunately, the middle-aged female did think the stranger looked foolish eating the goosegrass, but all the more foolish for refusing to say anything. The more the poor child persevered with her facade, the sillier she looked. But Lucani had long made the decision not to point this out to her, instead taking a kinder approach. Perhaps if this had been a pup of her own pack she would have gently pushed her into a conversation (given that the girl insisted on shadowing her), but this was a lone wolf, not a girl in a pack where Lucani held a dominant rank.

The healer continued smoothly along the dried-up river, now searching for a useful waterside plant that — frankly — she didn't expect to find at this time of year.