Whitebark Stream honey

She laughs softly, understanding how the pup got confused. Still, she didn't feel like facing the real goddess' wrath. 
"No, little one. I am a wolf, just like you." They enter the den and Aphrodite watches proudly as she absorbs their surroundings, both taking a deep breath at the calm atmosphere. 
Another question and dite settles herself towards the back of the den, warm and dry.  "Spirit is...it's the thing that makes you, you. It's your memories, your thoughts, your feelings. It's the spark that keeps your heart beating." Such deep questions for a child to ask. But Aphrodite knew a future Healer when she saw one. 
"That, is lavender. If you have bad dreams, you can sleep on a bed of that. If you gift it to your lover it will make him always find of you. It's also good for healing cuts and bruises. Go ahead, taste it."