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Bridget nodded when she mentioned poppy seeds, internally wondering what kind of experience she'd had with them. It was odd for a wolf's only knowledge to be in medicine that was so powerful and so dangerous.

It's a last resort. She replied. While that likely varies depending on the medic, Bridget was steadfast on it. Poppies were not something to be given lightly or if anything else was possible. They can hurt more than they help otherwise, and I've seen wolves destroyed by it. There's less powerful things, like willow and ginger roots, that also work.

That did sound a little over dramatic without an explanation, maybe. Poppies can make a wolf sleep more easily. But they can also make them lose touch with reality, and a lot of wolves who take them have a hard time stopping. Especially if they need the escape. Normally Bridget wasn't quite this serious, but there were certain things that she couldn't joke about or take lightly. As a doctor, her number one task was to help those in need. And anytime she gave poppy seeds, she had to accept the fact that she might be subjecting another wolf to a lifelong struggle.