Fox's Glade i was born a fighter;

thus far, the conversation felt a little bit forced to brisbane, like neither one of them was finding it easy to talk to the other. not every conversation, brisbane reminds himself, was going to go smoothly. sometimes, when both parties maintained a certain level of dubiety towards each other that awkwardness didn't always abate. it wasn't like he'd never had conversations like this during his time as beta and ambassador of blackshark bay. at least this conversation was going better than any conversation he'd ever had with grog.

the stranger begins, at brisbane's questioning, what aloe looks like and what it's good for. while the coywolf doesn't know of any local fauna that creates a soothing 'cooling' effect — aside from fresh water, perhaps — he can help with the burns, at least. the brown root of the bracken fern isn't very pleasant in smell and taste but when it's chewed up into a soft paste is good for treatin' burns and sores. the fern itself is pretty easy to spot with it's broad, triangular fronds and, 'course it's brown root stalk.