OI, PRICK ☆ NECRO MAMBAS MEETING

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DEAR FRIEND as you know,  your flowers are withering
your mother's gone insane, your leaves have drifted away.
    but the clouds are clearing up
        and i've come reveling, burning incandescently,
                                              like a bastard on the burning sea.

YOU'RE JUST LIKE YOUR FATHER,
BURIED DEEP UNDER THE WATER.

The past two months had been slow in many ways, but incredibly eventful to the female. Living life by resting, learning, and socializing may seem like a very normal way to spend one's day, but it was still all quite new to her. And some were still better than others, it only getting consistently better for her head as time went on. Despite it, she still had a long way to go and she knew this. She'd accepted it. But she still wanted to do her best and help out where she could. She found quite quickly that sitting around by herself with her lost mind was not a way she enjoyed spending her time. She had been using up all the resources, and time of everyone, especially Roan and Rosemary, and she'd been desperate to find some way to try and relieve their stress, to thank them for their help towards her. To show them that they were appreciated, and that they need not work themselves to death. And ultimately, it would seem, listening as they described herbs and finding them herself would end up being the best and easiest way for her to perform such a gesture of gratitude.

It felt natural, to jump into the world of medicine. It was something she'd been surrounded by as she rested at the temple, her nose filled with the scent of herbs, and constantly having them shoved in her own face to make sure she wasn't getting any worse. It felt good, to be useful, and she wanted to continue doing so, the best she could. She did it out of a sense of duty, out of purpose, out of appreciation. And she would continue to do so, only wishing to make things better for the sake of Roan and the rest of her family and crewmates.

So, when she'd hear her name announced as one of the newest sages, alongside her son, her body would almost seem to freeze for a moment. Her, as a sage? She'd not even formally tried out. Goldie seems unsure by her expression, blinking to Roan, then to her paws on the ground. She wasn't sure she could do a great job. She still had days where she woke up with migraines, still got overwhelmed in large crowds, had only just barely gone out of the territory for the first time since waking up. There was still so much healing and growing she had to do. But, she wouldn't refuse. She was honored, grateful still that he would consider her for such a position. To think that she was good enough to assist him officially and dedicate her time to such a task. She would look back up slowly towards Roan. "Th-...Thank you, Roan. 'll do m' best."

She was glad, too, to hear that he'd chosen Seabound as well. The idea of training alongside her son felt good, made her feel warmer inside.