Hideaway Strath Blackbird singing in the dead of night

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Helps with pain but bitter? It was no surpirse to him, medicine he ever took was bitter when it wasn't laced into his food. However he trusted Effies word and he pawed one out of the bunch. He looked at it with hesitation but ultimately lapped it up and started chewing. The bitter tasted the same from his youthful days of putting every plant and bug in his mouth. Nostalgic memories but not worth the after taste. Rye shuddered as he swallowed the last remnants of the dandelion. His face was twisted into a sour look but he forced a smile through it. 

"Is there a single plant out there that isn't bitter?" He asked, a genuine question. "Are you sure that eas good for me at all?" Also a genuine question. Medicine was hard to understand and how any wolf figured out what did what must've been one hell of a trial and error test.