Sora

”Ugh! I’m never going to get this right!” Sora slapped a bundle of tansy away, irritation prickling beneath his pelt. The young wolf was trying so hard to be a decent herbalist, yet it seemed like he couldn’t learn anything. The minute his mentor, Max, told him what an herb was for, Sora forgot it. His brain couldn’t retain the information for whatever reason.

Max watched his apprentice for a moment before padding over and sitting beside him. “It takes time,” he said gently, pulling the tansy back over and placing it next to a bunch of arnica. “I didn’t learn everything in a day; nobody does.”

”I keep forgetting though.” Sora looked down at his paws. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Am I just stupid?”

”No, you’re not. It takes longer for some than it does for others. Yeah, you may be ‘different’ in a way, but that doesn’t mean you’re stupid,” the herbalist replied patiently. “Now, let me show you the difference between these two herbs.”

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