There's a part of me you'll never know
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set around sunrise / +yo numbah!


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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Sorry It Took Me So Long, I Was Thinking Maybe Odessa Had Some Kind Of Herd To Make Her Sleep Better. If Not Then Never mind. Lol She's In Optime Form



Silyva was roaming as always, with Rina sleeping away in her bag on her back. It was rather early for her to be up but she had been having sleeping problems. No matter how many times she tried to get some decent sleep, it never came to her. Just the endless tossing and turning, nightmare flooding her head, the sounds of her mother and father screaming.. It just never seemed to end. Silyva lit up another cig, hoping to clear her head. Hoping to calm her nerves..



The ground felt quite nice under her under her paws, the dew hadn't yet been soaked up by the thirsty earth. Leaves crunched and branches snapped under the weight of the wolfess. Farther away she thought she could hear a noise that wasn't being caused by her. Silyva puffed a little bit more and put it out on a near by tree and began her search for the unknown noise maker.



















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XD yeah / +yo numbah!


Odessa reached the clearing where the Valerian grew thickly, a brief smile gracing her snout as she fumbled about in her bag quickly, searching for the knife she usually carried with her. A sharp pain corsed through her finger and when she produced it along with the knife, scarlet liquid. She shook her head loosly, using her other hand to slip off the bag and kneel down. She opened up the bag more, taking out a scrap of cloth and a tub. Odessa wipped the blood onto it and opened the tub with her free hand. The tub was full of a light coloured cream, 'Aloe Vera' Odessa said smiling. One of the digits on the unbloodied hand scooped up a lump of it. She applied it to the cut gently, before tiding up her supplies. Carefully keeping her knife to the side.


Branches clicked somewhere in the distance, Odessa's soot tipped ears swiveled towards the soft echos that bounced through the trees, paying little attention for the time being. At least until it came close enough to be something dangerous. Grey fingers worked effortlessly, slicing away at the ground, uprooting the plant, before shaking off the soil and placing them within her ready prepared box. The cracking sticks became louder and finally she called out, 'Hello?'


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occgoodnessss


Silyva was searching for her little unknown noise maker when she caught the smell of blood in the air. The smell of another canine's blood flooded her nostrils, and a deep shiver crawled throughout her body. She hadn't smelled had that smell in ages it felt like. With a quick shake of her head she began to walk a bit faster towards what smelled like a female canine. Thoughts filled her head with many questions, was she friendly? Was she a wolf? Does she even like wolves? Who was this little noise maker? Silyva didn't know weather to be excited or worried.



With a deep breaths she cleared her head, she didn't want to show up to looking like a hot mess. While still walking towards the woman she turned to dig in her bag to warn Rina that they were about to encounter another creature. The little marten just grunted at Silyva, angry that she had woken her up from her sweet little dreams. Silyva just laughed and turned her attention back to the female who seemed to just have called out to them. With a quick reply of "Hello There" she could start to make out a black figure in then clearing up a head.




















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.: OOC :: WC :.


A voice replied her greeting and Odessa stood, dusting herself off and eying up her satchel for a second. She deemed that it would be fine to leave it where it sat for a few moments while she went to see who, or what made the noise. She moved forward with light, graceful steps, as hesitant and shy as her herself.


When she got to the clearing her amber eyes met another female figure. Almost immediatly she managed to calm herself. Being in the presence of another female comforted her as she never was very lively when with male company, save from her Uncle. Even her cousin instilled a dose of fear into her mind. Though there was still that hesitance in Odessa. This person was a stranger, and male or female Odessa still knew better that to throw caution to the wind and engage in conversation without any prior procautions. She had left her knife back by her satchel and was therefore unarmed. And her unarmed hand to hand combat was lacking. No, it just simply wasn't there. She had no fighting instincts.


'I'm, uh, sorry' she said slowly, 'I was just trying to find some more herbs... She cast her gaze down as she finished her speech.


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Sorry so short, I'm lacking muse today!

Silyva watched as the female got up from her crouched position and began walking towards her. She was a smaller female. Silyva was sure that she was at least a foot taller then her, maybe even two feet. The female was a slender thing, possibly mixed with a coyote but she was sure that the female had some wolf in her by her coloring's. She had a pretty black coat with a combination of whites and reddish-browns. Silyva knew better than to judge a canine without finding out who they real are on the inside, she was only sizing this female up that's all.



Silyva was taken back a bit when the black female began to apologize, she hadn't done anything wrong that she had noticed.. "Sorry for what?" Silyva questioned the female then began to think. If she was collecting herds would that mean she has studied in the ways of a medic? "My name is Silyva Sapphire, and please excuse me if I am being to bold but are you a medic, or a healer." She wasn't sure what to call it, she had heard the meaning in many differsent words before.















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OOC sup bitches? / +yo numbah!


'Nothing...' she mumbled softly, casting her gaze to the floor. Why did every conversation turn into an interrogation? she thought, silently huffing a strand of fringe from her face. Though the girl was correct, Odessa didnt have anything to apologise for, but it was from her various personality traits her countless unneeded apologies stemmed from. She was always cautious, making sure that anything she saw as wrong in her actions was apologised for the victim to be solid on the notion that she meant no harm in her ways. Odessa had often found herself apologising to Keshi for her lack of concentration causing him to trip, or for pulling on his mouth too hard.


'Yeah', Odessa answered plainly, 'Well, trying to be'. She hadn't quite done enough to earn a proper co-rank for it yet but she was trying her hardest. And she was sure she'd get it soon, wouldn't she? She nodded to herself mentally, of course she would. After all she doubted anyone's hard work would be disrgarded if it was useful. Salsola didn't have a medic, but they would soon if she had anything to do with it. She had a record amount of books over a diverse range of medical items, ailments, injuries and ingredients.


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WC: 000+ OOC Stuff?

Silyva just caught the faint mumble of the female, she wondered what was wrong with her. She had never met someone so shy in her life. Silyva thought back to the previous canines she had met on her travels. Ayasha the wolf that she really did consider her friend, Vesper the fist wolf she met who couldn't shift, and the male Jaden who had patched up her leg after a hunt gone bad. Oh and how could she forget the one who had held her poor
Rina captive one night, Undertaker. When she thought about it, she had met quite a few. Most were good encounters and only a few bad ones.



Silyva was glad to her that this female was a healer, or at least training to become one. " Good, You wouldn't happen to have something that could help my situation would you? Or at least know some sort of herb that could cure it." Siyva sure did hope so, she was tired of her sleepless nights and painful headaches. "I have been having issues sleeping, nightmares are the only things that have been filling my mind at night and I really just can't stand them anymore." She had tried about everything she could think of, which was really not a lot seeing as she wasn't too skilled in the ways of a healer.

















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OOC herpderp? / +yo numbah!


'It depends...' Odessa murmured, crossing her hands over her chest and turning to look at the stranger. 'Any ideas why you can't sleep?' If she got an answer she'd be able to make a judgement on what she needed to prescribe. Valerian came to mind straight away, but again it would depend on the cause? 'Pain, stress, lack of exersize?' the mottled medic supplied. Alongside Valerian, if pain was the outcome, she'd have to prescribe some kind of painkiller alongside it. For stress? It would be fine alone. And if lack of exersize was the case, a brisk walk would be recomended before bed. 'It depends really on what's wrong...' she added calmly, 'Nightmares could be a result of stress...' she mused, sliding her bag from her shoulder.


She produced a vial and a tub from the bag, 'Root or oil?' she asked, holding one in each hand. 'It really doesn't matter which one since they do the same but it only matters if you'd prefer one more than the other...' Odessa explained, '...It won't make you sleep, it's for calming people but it works in the same way. Gets shot of any tension which is the cause of most sleeplessness'.


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