Odessa had awoke early that morning, rising for the common area she wished to rid herself of. She'd have to prove herself to Eris and Sirius before that though and she assumed that prooving her worth as a healer would hopefully work. But, alas, she was still learning. Though she had been careful to retain her membership by donning a scarf wheneer she left her thistled home she feared it was not enough. And above everything she feared, getting lost, wild animals, excetera, being expelled from Salsola was up above them. She had no wish to be an outcast from her family, and even less to have the hand of eris mark carved from her back. Both examples chilled her blood and she thought it best not to think of it.
Her childish form led her further away from her home. She hated leaving it, but it was a deadlock. In order to learn about medics and gain her co-rank, she had to leave. It always made Odessa nervous, had she covered her scar right? Did she have her knife in her bag? Did she have her book? Today was no different, paranoid as always she moved quickly to where she knew some herbs would be growing.
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