battle scars [★] first aid lesson

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♛ GAEL Ó BROIN

Aine belonged to the very top of the vulpine's priorities -- he could tend other matters so long as he knew his daughter was okay.  She hadn't been lately however and the faerie knew there was little else to do than encourage her to be busy; to be productive.  From her broken leg to Kydobi, she required distractions and somewhere concrete to stand; some sense of certainty in something.

The change in direction the Pitt decided to take meant now, more than ever, their members needed a basic understanding of medical procedure.  For moons the Imperator had been kindling Aine's passion for life -- encouraging her studies to linger on the practice of tending, both to plants and to other creatures.

Gael possessed no doubts that very passion could be what saves a number of Pittian lives in the future.

The vulpine settled nearby in silence, nodding his encouragement -- despite all her uncertainties about teaching, she would do just fine.

"MAKE A MOVE" —-- gael ó broin / faerie / imperator / lamby