08-11-2018, 01:29 PM
Ja'sunna isn't quite sure why she had become a recipient of such invitations; she's hardly taken the time to get to know anyone new joining their little port town, spending day after day holed up in her boathouse carving a manner of items in preparation for opening shop. She'd been outside for a smoke when she found the letter neatly perched on her welcome mat, bright against the black rug and the dark-wood floor. When she first read through what the invitation was for, she'd decided then and there that she would likely not be in the mood to leave her nest, leaving the letter, forgotten, where it stood.
Plans change as quickly as days, however, and the scarred tigress finds herself wandering towards the small class with her lips pressed together. Healing is more of Mimi's thing, but she figures, finally, that it couldn't hurt to learn a thing or two—the basics, at least, could probably save her life someday. Besides, hadn't it been her that said she needed to be a jack-of-all-trades? Knowing first aid would be beneficial to her, undoubtedly. "I am assuming we are to use the more... conventional method of healing, yes?"
Plans change as quickly as days, however, and the scarred tigress finds herself wandering towards the small class with her lips pressed together. Healing is more of Mimi's thing, but she figures, finally, that it couldn't hurt to learn a thing or two—the basics, at least, could probably save her life someday. Besides, hadn't it been her that said she needed to be a jack-of-all-trades? Knowing first aid would be beneficial to her, undoubtedly. "I am assuming we are to use the more... conventional method of healing, yes?"
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WATCH IT BRING YOU TO YOUR KNEES