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Spring had returned to the thistle lands and the various flora and fauna around displayed this. And as such, it was Odessa's duty to note this down. Whether a certain type of plant had spread, whether it would later need trimming in case of it becoming a problem. While others might have viewed the work as tedious, a waste of time wandering throughout the thistle lands look at plants, Odessa found it terribly interesting. It gave her a chance to feel safe and sound in her work, not to mention giving her leaders motives to promote her. And while the titles of 'Arbiter' and 'Henchmen' sounded harsh, Odessa was such they didn't really expect her to fight.
Through the scent of the trees her own scent and Imhotep's Odessa caught something else. For a moment she pondered it, before her brain matched it up. Harrow. She hadn't spoken to her cousin in a long while, never really finding the need to. But Odessa had been noticing her knack for drawing and as it was a skill both seemed to share and enjoy conversation was bound to arise. 'Morning Harrow' she said, moving to sit a small ways away from her. 'What are you and your little friend drawing today?'
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