Otatso Wetlands to know me as hardly golden.

Learning was something that the ebony wolf had always found it externalizing. He rarely came across another wolf who enjoyed the art of healing as much as he did. Finley could provide so much information to the young wolf to propel his healing trade. The male's voice was filled with excitement and interest.

"Ah mint, interesting. Yes lets pick some." Luka spoke as he caugh up to the female and bent down to carefully pick up the wild herbs. Placing them on the ground after tugging them from the ground the inky wolf turned to the female. "i use moss a lot to cover wounds. It soaks up blood and protects an open wound. It's also good for carrying water for those who can't get up and get it by themselves." The ebony wolf shared his little piece of knowledge.