Warrior Cats Herbs Guide Novels & Stories

I stated. "You will help me? Can you even fight?" She scrunched her nose, eyeing me up and down. "Ouch" Jia whispered. She knows my mate is insulting me, but I can't do anything about it. What she thinks? Am I a small kid? I can't fight? She doesn't know who I am. "Don't worry my people will help you we have the huge number of strong Warriors capable of taking down a huge army." Alpha said proudly.

It takes me right back to the one year I spent at the battlefield during the way. I pick the bottle the scent is coming from and take a better sniff. A shocked gasp leaves my lips, "No way." It's the sterilizing herbs we developed during the war at the pack borders. A lot of horny warriors used it frequently. First you boil the leaves of the plant and then dry it up to make this small tablet with a sharp, citrusy, taste. Only the pack warriors should know about this or even be able to get it... So who could have brought it to Destiny?

Below them, a sea of subordinates stood in suffocating silence. “The Wild Cat Crew has faced an influx of threats,” Armani’s voice sliced through the room like a blade. “And we do not tolerate weakness.” In the back of the hall, Riley leaned toward Skylar, her voice a jagged whisper. “Wait—this ‘crew’ is actually called the Wild Cats?” “Keep your voice down,” Skylar hissed, her eyes darting nervously. “And yes. It’s an honor.” Riley let out a sharp, mocking scoff. “An honor? It’s pathetic. It’s lame.”

His lynx sighed mentally, "I wish I had time to explain it all, but let's focus on this for now." "Those wolves tried to knock you down with wolfsbane, but it's a dud on me; nightshade is the real troublemaker," his lynx spilled the beans. John, interest piqued, couldn't wrap his mind around wolfbane and nightshade. Were those actual herbs? Plants? Flowers? Or was his lynx just making up names? His lynx huffed in frustration, "I'll give you the lowdown later. Right now, time's not on our side."

I would go as far as to say that he can be a really rational person. But I understand why he is angry; he has made it clear before he left that he just wants to live a quiet life with his family. He was never really interested in power despite being one of the strongest werewolves alive. I looked at my mother, and she handed me a list that had herbs on it. “What is this? These are all herbs,” I said to her, and she nodded. “Herbs are meant to help us. They help us maintain our health and even have a healing effect. But if mixed a certain way, they can become poison,” she explained, and I nodded.

“Now we will label it and then store it. Not everything is used the moment it’s made. A good healer prepares for the storms before they arrive.” She handed the jar over to me, I collected it gently and placed it on the shelf. Olivia brought out a new herb “This is borage,” she said. “It is good for the heart. It strengthens courage. We add it in tea before battles or full moons. Some wolves need more of it than others.” I touched one of the petals. It was softer than I expected. “Have you treated many warriors?” I asked, staring at her. “Hundreds,” she replied. “Some came with broken bones, others when their wolves were extremely injured.

“I brought you something. Herbs to make you feel better.” Gladia’s lips curled back in a sneer as she pulled on a shirt and pants. “Persistent little witch,” she muttered, yanking the door open with dramatic flair and smirking at Kerri as if the nurse had arrived to amuse her. Kerri held out a bundle of herbs tied with twine, a smile pulling at her lips. “Peace offering. Vervain. Angelica. And a touch of rosemary. This should calm your weary mind.”

Her lips curved upward in a satisfied smile, her eyes sparkling with triumph. She looked like a cat who had caught a particularly delicious mouse. The treatment room door opened, and Dr. Elena returned carrying a small potted plant. The distinctive silver-green leaves immediately caught my attention. Moonlight grass. The legendary healing herb that could restore a wolf's strength and accelerate recovery. In my weakened state, it could mean the difference between life and death. "I've brought this for you, Luna," Dr. Elena said, approaching my bed with the precious plant. "It should help restore your strength and ensure the baby's safety."

he confessed, and I became more than curious. "We are werewolves, and we heal fast, so what do you need all these for?” I asked suspiciously. I saw him pause, his hands became shaky for a while before they returned normally. I know this man to be hushed and honorable, but still, at that, I can't just let my guard down. This pack, they are my family and I had sworn to protect all of them to the fullest without the exemption of anybody except traitors. “My lord, some of these herbs are used for treating wolfsbane. I see we are going to war soon, so I wanted to be offered more help since I am just an old man” he explained and there was a clear meaning in them.

"You guys just try to keep her calm." Me and Kate leave them in the backyard and walk into the house and go to the kitchen where I bring out a mortar and pestle and start listing out the herbs I need Kate to get for me. "I need yarrow, rue, oak, rosemary, cedar bark, pine sap and wolfsbane." She turns and looks at me in shock as I mention wolfsbane. "Are you sure, Lena?" "I'm not but its the only thing strong enough to burn the drugs out of her bloodstream. I have to believe she's strong enough with her being a Luna."