Description
The first day of Dojo classes tasked the new students with cleaning. While she could respect a well-kept training environment, she couldn't quite wrap her mind around why they had begun with chores. Wordlessly she began to work, quietly mulling over the meaning of this exercise when a familiar grinning face approached her. It was the green wyngling from before-- the one that had introduced her to basquell herbs-- and they were now offering to assist in cleaning. Finding no reason to deny the offer, Ebori accepted and together they scrubbed the floors, zipping up and down the hallways with curious efficiency. She couldn't quite grasp how or why the strange wyngling kept smiling, but something about how they joked and laughed just made it seem suiting.
Wyngrew are so strange.
Leif belongs to
Ebori belongs to meeeeeee
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