Swiftcurrent Creek Wind Beneath Wings

Nightingale smiled at their compliments, her embarrassment replaced with pride. She nodded and went to go for another fish. She caught her second one, beaching it successfully after she had recalculated her aim. She padded overto kill it. She then took it over to Ferdie, placing it in front of him. She took the second fish and placed it in front of Jace before walking over to her own. Satisfied, she began to eat. Her ears perked up and her eyes grew wide.

"Plants? You mean, you can teach me what plants are good to eat and what would help with cuts an' things?" The young wolf looked even more excited to do this than fishing. "I've always wanted to learn how to tell one plant from another. I've seen wolves and other animals use plants, and they look like they help a lot! It'd be cool, to tell one plant from another..."

She quieted down as she entered deep thought. It was true. She viewed plants as dead useful. She always admired wolves that held intellectual knowledge of plants. Sure, rabbits and water kept you alive, but did either help when someone was sick or injured as much as a plant that had healing properties? Of course not.