Blacktail Deer Plateau Ginger is needed

Mint was not hard plant. Not it was just harsh sometimes on weak stomachs. It was a strong herb. Cleared your airways well, and settled your stomach as long as you didn't over due it.

Ash Paw twitched her tail in thought. All my life. My auntie, cousin and father and I. We offered healing to wolves passing through in return for stories, or news, or hunting. Until well daddy died, auntie came this way to die and Gunnar well he's settled around here somewhere. Probably a patriarch of some pack. He's one of those real responsible, serious types. Doesn't ever say bad things about anybody, wise and calm.

Oh goodness. Forgive me. I'm Ash Paw.