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Gwynevere

The Hallows
Chief Physician

Master Healer (266)

Master Intellectual (260)

An icon representing the specialty Field Medic Field Medic

age
6 Years
gender
Female
gems
335
size
Large
build
Balanced
posts
236
player
Shelby

Samhain 2022The Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1Double MasterPride - Demisexual
01-01-2021, 10:47 PM
The hut that the healers kept down near the hot springs had quickly become one of her favorite places to linger. She didn't necessarily have the same level of energy or desire to explore that most of her siblings did, instead feeling completely content with staying near home and learning what she could about the herbs and plants that were stowed away there. If someone were to take her out of the pack lands on a trip of some kind she wouldn't complain, but she also wasn't begging for it the way that others were. She wasn't sure why there was a difference there, but she also didn't dwell on it too much. It was easy enough to explain away with a difference in interests.

She had settled herself in the corner of the healing area, settled in to one of the warm beds made of furs that were supposed to be used for anyone that was sick or injured, but no one was currently occupying them so she had taken one of them over to relax on while she studied. There was several different kinds of dried flowers and leaves laid out in front of her and she took turns examining, smelling, and silently reciting off what they were used for to herself. It probably would seem pretty boring to some of the other pups in the pack, but she was having a great time. She laid there with a little smile on her face, her tail giving a little wag behind her whenever she would remember her facts faster and faster each time. Sometimes she'd get up and put away the ones she was looking at and pull out a couple more, rotating them out to test herself again later. She was a little bookworm immersed in her studies.

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