feeling ten for ten

Calliope meet's Halo gaze, the words the teacher speaks forcing her to purse her lips. A few more steps? Ugh, why did she agree to this? Looking down at her station, Calliope clumsily moves through the next steps. Some of her turmeric spreads out over the cloth, a plume of yellow dust enveloping her face and tinting her pale fur a dingy shade of tan. Coughing through the intense scent, she gives her head a shake before once more clumsily attempting to tie the cloth up. After getting frustrated and releasing a growl, Halo's companion, Mr. Raccoon, waddles over to help. Though his gaze is cautious around the fiery tempered girl, they are able to get the job done.

Plopping the small bundle into the boiling water, she lets out a huff. Finally, done. Looking up to meet Halo's gaze, she gives one of those snarky 'yeah, yeah, whatever' sort of looks that make her eyes crinkle at the corners. Standing up and dusting herself off, she looks over to Jael who is still asking questions. Letting out an annoyed sigh, she reaches over and bumps the dog with a paw. "C'mon, you can ask later," she snips before heading out the door.

"Speech"