Ouroboros Spine xxiii. in each others wounds

The fawn-pelted agouti paused for a moment, hesitant to speak the tongue she had given up with her name. But she had found a good friend in Kukutux, a sister, and found that she could not say no -- she trusted the Moon with her mother's tongue. "Jeninnimë. Parslëimme. Malin." she offered each of the titles by turn, her octaves lilting naturally in the melodic tones of her former people as if she had never lost her accent. 

"Aye," she agreed softly, with a small clearing of her throat as her gaze moved back to the plant momentarily -- feeling as if she had admitted to some long-kept secret. "Chickweed is often used to treat greencough. And I have heard that it is good for swelling and relieving arthritic pains," she offered, though she was no expert when it came to healing. This just happened to be a tidbit she had picked up, for the ecologist figured it was prudent that all wolves should know some basic first aid.