[fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify]The recent joiner had yet to fully learn the ways of the group, with so much to take in. Taking a breath her two pale pink orbs would open, to take in the distance she could see. Her vision was not fading, but it was simply poor. Everything near was easy to spot, like her vision was normal. Yet beyond twenty feet the rest was hazy. Great distances were a grey shadow, unable to be reached by such fogged eyesight. It would not be possible to battle well, as her foes would not be very clear and without being able to tell all of their movements the albino's disadvantage would be great. She could be considered an artsy type, yes. But either way to learn herbs would be quite helpful, and she had been napping nearby. Ambrosia would stumble forward, trying to get a good view. The smell was not recognizable, the strength of it bothered her delicate nostrils, but the color brought back a few memories of her brief travels. Yes, from what she had heard this did seem like lavender.
Hesitating a bit the cub would begin to open her maw, pause a bit to be sure, and continue. "I...I...believe it is lavender, a cure for fever..." how it reeked of aroma! Stepping back she realized how close she might have been, as even her eyes could still pick up the color as she backed up. Ah, the lass now knew not to get too near. This would be quite interesting, and Ambrosia would hope to learn something new from all of this. Had she been right? What if she had messed up? Would they all think that she was dumb? Her thoughts were many, racing through her mind and causing much worry. Not even the similar answers before had made her feel any better, but she had to remain calm. To ease herself she would take a deep breath, then distract herself with taking in the little details of the herb. This had the desired affect, as the complexity of the simple plant would settle the storm of worry.[/justify]
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