red cross -- open + first aid training

[Shininglight]

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Shining limped his way into the Grand Circle, mumbling slightly to himself. He had formed a noticeable habit of talking under his breath, words incoherent and unrecognizable to anyone that tried to listen in. At times it seemed like he even failed to speak a proper language- or at least a known one. What was being muttered could be known only by him, unfortunately. His odd little quirk became put on hold for the time being as Shining noticed a crowd starting to gather.

Not around him, fortunately. Their attention appeared fixated on a feminine silver wolf, with supplies of herbs, plants and other such things settled at her paws. His attention was captured as well. She smelled of lavender. Shining didn't know why that stood out to him among everything else, but it did. The striped tomcat decided to take a seat among the growing crowd of creatures, his off-colored ear twitching momentarily.

It would be nice to refresh his memory.