As introverted a pup as she had been, one would have thought she would have been quite the knowledge-seeker, one who had her knows constantly buried in a book. That hadn't been the case though, and Cambria couldn't really say for sure why. Perhaps though it was another unfortunate side effect of her severe self confidence issues. For so long she had felt that she was pretty much good for nothing. The girl hadn't felt she could excel at anything until she had come across healing. Once she had started her lessons with Dawali she had immersed herself in the art and had been hungry for any and all information she could get about it. She had finally found her calling, it had just taken her a while.
The Marino smiled modestly when Cypress asked what it was she was talented at. "Well, it isn't quite as neat as what your sister does, but I'm fairly good at healing. Helping someone when they're injured or sick." It was something she couldn't help but be proud of, but of course every good healer hoped that their services would be needed sparingly. Cambria was a safeguard just in case something bad happened, but she never hoped that she had work to do.
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