Firestone Hot Springs Sight seeing my life

My interwebs aren't working well, so I'm kinda being vague about this. <__<

Artax's ears tipped forward at the white wolf's words. He spoke as if the Great Bears would just come right out and give Their secrets away for free. A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, wondering if this male understood how downright ignorant he sounded. It was a sweet innocence that reminded him of children younger than himself. “I am afraid they do not speak to me in that way,” Artax clarified, his tone soft and understanding, “though my parents gave me some rudimentary knowledge.” It wasn't much, of course, but perhaps it would do.

“I know of the plants that cure a sick stomach, and those that can quell a fever. But there are also plants that can poison and kill.” Like all things, the plants were connected with Atka and Sos. There were some that healed and some that hurt. “Do you seek to heal or to harm?” Artax asked, his tone and expression neutral. Whatever the case, he could at least point FitzDutiful in the right direction.