Meadowlark Prairie in flanders fields

"I won't pretend that I understand anything about medicine, but I still think that, what you do is... reckless," Birk shrugged, realizing that he had sounded patronizing and hoping that he had not offended Raven with his opinion. She probably had heard this before and, if she was as smart as she seemed to be, then she knew this very well too. Eating poison went against all survival instincts of the wolf.

"Don't you fear that one day one plant will be... you know your last one?" he asked out of curiosity, trying to understand, how much the girl was willing to risk in order to gain knowledge.