Something Something Learn Fast or Die

Sericea's brow furrowed as she absorbed her mother's ominous words. The dead cannot learn, Absinth had said, the phrase echoing in Sericea's mind. A chill ran down her spine at the thought. She knew Absinth spoke the truth, however unsettling it may be. In their world, mistakes could be fatal. There was no room for naivety or overconfidence.

The girl squared her narrow shoulders, determined to heed her mother's warnings. She would have to be vigilant, always on guard for potential threats, both obvious and hidden. Sericea's muzzle scrunched up as she pondered her own weaknesses. What chinks were there in her armor? Where was she vulnerable to attack or manipulation?

Her independence could be exploited, she realized. Her curiosity too, if she wasn't careful. An enemy could lure her away from safety with the promise of new knowledge or experiences. Her loyalty and protectiveness of loved ones was another potential pitfall - would she blindly rush into danger for their sake without thinking of the risks to herself?

"Sericea Praetor-Inferos"