[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: georgia;"]Sometimes Imperia feels a little overwhelmed to have been promoted to cleric so suddenly. Sure, she partook in the Halo tryouts; but, to be fair, they were tryouts to be the medic's apprentice, not the medic. While there is no doubt that Peri knows all the information, for she possesses an incredible memory, the she-wolf does not have any sort of field experience. For all she knows, she might forget something important in her anxiety or mix up her facts. The last thing the young creature wants it to permanently harm someone, or worse, kill them simply because she is inexperienced. But Warringkingdoms chose her for a reason. The Maker brought her to the Ascendants for a reason. Peri likes to think that it is because she is destined to do good things.
In the meantime, the petite canine has been learning how to craft pendants. It is a delicate art--one that she is struggling to master. Alas, she will practice until she can practice no more. Imperia wants to triumph over it, she wants to excel. So the girl decides to take a trip down to the starpool and find some shards to practice on. None of the ones that actually would work for pendants, but smaller ones. One that she can practice bending and shaping in the heat of the forge. Not once did Peri ever imagine that she would become a blacksmith.
Silver eyes widen in surprise as they observe Shininglight resting at the edge of the pool. His aura is dark...heavy. "Are you alright?" asks the dainty creature in a soft voice, quietly padding over to join him at the water's edge. Perhaps her fellow cleric is feeling as overwhelmed as she is?
In the meantime, the petite canine has been learning how to craft pendants. It is a delicate art--one that she is struggling to master. Alas, she will practice until she can practice no more. Imperia wants to triumph over it, she wants to excel. So the girl decides to take a trip down to the starpool and find some shards to practice on. None of the ones that actually would work for pendants, but smaller ones. One that she can practice bending and shaping in the heat of the forge. Not once did Peri ever imagine that she would become a blacksmith.
Silver eyes widen in surprise as they observe Shininglight resting at the edge of the pool. His aura is dark...heavy. "Are you alright?" asks the dainty creature in a soft voice, quietly padding over to join him at the water's edge. Perhaps her fellow cleric is feeling as overwhelmed as she is?