Dragoncrest Cliffs don't worry about me

Alas, Jorunn had not spent much time learning about trees, and wouldn't have names for her. She might have to make them up, at some point, unless she could come across another wolf who knew what the proper terms for them were. But for now, nicknames would work- and Suzu knew exactly which tree she ought to show Jorunn. 

"Dere be one, yah, it 'ave a pretty distinct scent," She said with a giggle. "Actually, dere be a few dat 'ave a particular scent. Pine smells fresh, almost minty. Cedar smells woody, earthy, but den dere be dis one- it is a kind of spruce I t'ink, but I do not know the name for it. It is..." She stood, and while holding her injured paw up, she began to limp through the woodlands, looking for the right tree. It would have short spines, and would be rather symmetrical. A good looking tree- and the nettles were round, not flat. 

When she found one she paused. "Dis one. I'll pull off a branch, an' you tell me what you smell," She said. She gripped a small node of a branch, and pulled until it came free. Sap dribbled out, and with it came the pungent odour of cat urine.