Fairspell Meadow Divine and Witchy

Ash Paw thought more of her auntie, than her father when she searched for herbs and plants. But her father had left the mortal coil early on. Her auntie and Gunnar had raised her. She should really seek out Gunnar again. It felt unfair to not have seen him. Perhaps she should visit his pack and meet his family. Cause she was fairly certain he would have one. He just collected strays.

Well, no. She chuckled. You can eat them, or you can chew them and pack them into the wound. It's a bit gross, I suppose most would think, but at least it keeps you from dying. Grass can be a pain in the butt. Especially if it gets in your throat.