Witch's Marsh Orion

Could you really learn anything, if you wanted it badly enough? Esma was not so sure. Take her mom, for example, she was very good in her ways with the gods and knew her plants. And - yes - she had probably learned it from someone else, but you needed something a little extra to truly be good at it. After all if it was that easy at all Ash star's daughter could have picked up all of the trade secrets by now and be just as good. But - try as she might - the names and properties of the plants just did not stick with her. And the older she got, the less convinced she was in the fact that Atka and Sos existed at all. 

"Don't you need talent for that? For being really good?" she asked. 

Esma would have loved to stay there and continue questioning for an eternity and a bit longer, but then a summoning howl from the Riverclan reached her ears and she quickly excused herself, dashing home to see, what the emergency was.