Moonspear call on me, call me

Hydra thought on her last pregnancy. I felt such illness during my time, a year ago; it did come to pass, she revealed. Kukutux explained what she had been doing as of late, and her tail waved. Hydra grinned to the inquiry and drawled, it is Lyra that knows of the plants by name, sight, and scent. I am like you; I thought it wise to learn of some herbs for their uses, in case I was ever in need and had no one to aid me. No, she ammended, considering, more like Lyra forced me to learn them, she said with a laugh. Her protective, fierce, cold-hearted sister would not rest until Hydra did know how to help herself and her physical hurts. 

So, to answer the question better, Lyra is best suited to guide you when it comes to this, though I cannot say she is much of a teacher, she drawled, wondering at that. Her lessons with her own cubs truly showed the thin thread of her twins patience... extended, likely, only because the children were a part of them all for being hers. But Kukutux was family now, in pack and in name too... Lyra would likely afford her the same, even if it was not much. I only know scent and use, and that is not for very many, she admitted. Enough, but Hydra could hardly call herself a medicine woman.