* teach / lesson on handling cuts & infections

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EXP: 26%

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NAME: ... ¦ GENDER: ? ¦ LEVEL: 2 ¦ ♡: 1
STR: 1 ¦ DEF: 1 ¦ CON: 1 ¦ DEX: 1 ¦ INT: 1
PER: 2 ¦ CHR: 1 ¦ AGL: 1 ¦ WIL: 1 ¦ LCK: 1

After They studied Their chosen topic—with the guidance and encouragement from Kaisa—and took Their last looks on Their note and hid it away, They settles by with a couple of herbs beside Them, naming a few: marigold, cobwebs, and horsetail.

Do not be afraid, is what They had been telling Themself since They decided They was ready to host a lesson for Their crewmates. Their new family. Celestial mind burns for answers. Will Their new family laugh at Their mistakes? Will Their new family sneer at Their nervousness?

Will Their new family no longer be the family for Them after this?

They fiddles with the sands, motions small and quick, as the way They takes Their breath; small and quick. Quick and small. They feels so small now. Too small. The world begins to tremble beneath Their paws. It's cackling at Them, and They haven't even started Their lesson yet.

Do not be afraid.

They breathes deeply and closes Their eyes. Darkness appears over vision and kisses Them good luck. Gentle. Encouragement. How it brings Them to hope. Hope that They will do excellent at what They will do for Their new family and Themself. Hope that everything will be okay.

Do not be afraid.

(  * New objective: Start the lesson on what you studied about to your crewmates!  )

"Um, hai!," They starts with a call, head raises as mismatched eyes reveals with determination shimmering across, "Come! Liah tih! Come fouh no moewah ouchies!" At that, They makes a hiss to emphasis Their words before ending Their sentence with a, "No moewah cah and innnfehashtionnss!

They lets Their words hang in the air before They smiles at Themself, giggling afterward with a forepaw pressing against curled lips.

Yeah... Yeah, everything will be okay!