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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2020 8:00 pm
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After a short time, Desert Sand slowed so that the pup could travel beside him easily. The male took a deep breath. It wasn’t the scents of prey or animals that he noticed more, but that of the plants. This was and always would be paradise for him. If ever he got upset, he came out to just sit among the plants.
Sand looked down at RedBadger with a smile. “A lot of it. You see the plants I use have to come from somewhere. Do you know Desert Storm, my brother? Could you imagine his muscle bound self, trying to pick plants?” The light tan male laughed at the idea.
“You see RedBadger, a healer collects all the herbs he or she uses. We have to know where and when to find specific plants, how to preserve them, and how to safely use them. Without that proper knowledge, some plants can be very danger or even deadly.” He looked around at the plants nearby.
“Look here little pup.” The male crouched down by a tiny, scruffy looking weed of several to a cluster that had a pungent smell. The leaves weren’t very large but seemed to go in all directions, and were an off mint green color. “This one is called fleabane. It can make you popular with the others if you know how to find it. If ever you find yourself with fleas, roll in a patch of this, and bring some back to sprinkle in your den. It will drive the fleas away.”
WC: 256
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2020 2:46 pm
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RedBadger slowed a little bit, to at least a trot beside the larger healer. Watching Desert Sand more then where he was going, Badger stumbled slightly as he tripped over something, but caught himself and carried on. Unharmed as it was mostly over his own large paws, he watched as Sand breathed in when they were away from the others. Perplexed he tilting his head before Sand stopped.
Ears twitching as he listened, Badger took things in like water to sponge moss. He glanced at the 'weed' that was being talked about and that it was called Fleabane. Tilting his head he stepped forward to get a whiff of the plant before sneezing. This tossing him back onto his rump in a comical fashion.
"Are fleas that common that we need a plant to get them to go away?" he asked, not really having a comment of Sand's brother. He had never met Desert Storm, not up close anyways. "Also, you have to really get all your herbs by yourself? I thought there were others in the pack that helps." To this he tilted his head to one side, perhaps he had been wrong. But there had to be someone, when all the healers were dealing with sick and injured and not a one could be spared to get supplies..
RedBadger looked back at the Fleabane plant, wondering if he should collect a bit after the lessons were done to take home. Put some around his mom's and sister's beds. He wouldn't want them to get fleas.... Whatever they were... Certainly sounded nasty to say the least. [[ WC: 267 ]]
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