Che cosa sto facendo?
01-10-2016, 12:37 AM
Starling would smile warmly as she said his name, his eyes seeming to almost sparkle before he glanced down at the grass beneath his paws, shifting awkwardly again. He could feel the spring sun on his back, feel the grass beneath his toes (albeit a tad more squishy and soggy than normal) but he had to stay...hopefully just a little longer. He blinked when she perked, and he tilted his head slightly. He wouldn't have to wonder for long as she explained, saying she was sort of a healer himself. A small smile touched his lips before it spread happily. Even if she was primarily a fighter, it would be wonderful to have someone else to talk about healing stuff with! He'd step back slightly, as a sign that they could start moving now. "A-as a fighter, a s-solid understanding of b-battle w-wound b-binders and re-remedies would be a f-fantastic a-addition. I k-keep te-telling e-everyone th-they sh-should kn-know the b-basics, b-but not e-everyone l-likes healing." He said with a small laugh. "H-have you h-had m-many lessons?" He asked almost hesistantly. He wouldn't be opposed to...teaching her a few things. It helped him remember better by teaching others.
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