Wavewing had forgotten to ask Windchimes if she could go to the pirate party but she went anyways. She had morphed herself an eyepatch, a peg leg and a captain's hat on her head. She had a cutlass for no particular reason, she just liked swords ( That's what her mysterious scar is from) and it was obviously very fitting for a pirate themed party.
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Wavewing could not make the class making class on time because she was preparing for her own herb class.
//lame track post and I said class way to many times
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Wavewing was pacing around her science classroom in the form of a meerkat so she could move quickly but get into small cabinets full of herbs. She thought the clan could use classes on simple herbs and maybe more complex ones later on. She hoped she could make these weekly so people had time to digest the information and she had time to prepare. Windchimes hadn't really said much about what Wavewing was supposed to do but she decided on her own to host herbal and science classes. She had put up a couple posters near her area to show that this was happening and she had put in some stuff so that if someone couldn't read, the poster would speak the message. Hopefully at least 2 people would come, Windchimes, because they were the leader and Greyscale, because they were friends-ish. She had also made small woven baskets from long grass to hold her herbs in . Taking a couple filled with poppy seeds, she plopped them onto the desk with the other things like catnip, moss and her small glass vial of mouse bile. She preferred the more traditional ways of healing although she knew a fair amount of healing magic just in case something was really bad.
Neatening a blanket of moss that doubled as a bed, she organized her den a bit more and put a few smaller moss blankets for the others to sit on. She sat down on her moss and contentedly waited for people to arrive and promptly morphed back into an eagle.
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Wavewing was overjoyed when Windchimes and Greyscale walked into her room and she decided that as long as at least 3 people were there, she would start the class. While waiting for one more person, she passed out poppy seeds and miscellaneous leaves to her friends.
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Wavewing saw others arrive and she honestly had to agree with Jules when he spoke up. "Honestly Windchimes, I have to agree with Jules. We won't get anything done or accomplished against Endgame if we just sit and mourn." She hated saying that and the sadness was so strong that her water form took over and she started melting into the ground. This was a moment where she really wished she had practiced controlling her forms better.
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Wavewing heard the sounds of a small gathering and when she flew over, she noticed a multicolored floor and immediately landed and morphed into a cat so she could easily dance around. Hearing Windchimes' comment, she stepped onto the floor and began hopping around, making rainbow-ish polka dots everywhere. She was having the time of her life.
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"That sounds like a good idea, I'm always open to leading a patrol or making more nursing classes." She said. Not thinking much
//blarg
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sounds fun!
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that's good
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good point
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"C'mon Grey! Dip your paws in more colors and run with us!" She hoped Greyscale wouldn't mind her shortening his name because grey was easier to say and she thought it suited him better. She continued to prance around until a thought struck her, "Hey, when or if we need to clean this up, I can send a stream of water around the floor to pick it up and dispose of it." She didn't think it HAD to be cleaned up but she knew a way to if it did need cleaning.
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"Aww, c'mon you party pooper!" She had overheard the term from some humans and it seemed fitting for this moment.
//I meant in general, won't the floor be painted too? If not, that makes Wavewing's life easier
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//I have no idea, maybe Wavewing could start helping Grey (I'm adopting that as Wavewing's nickname for him, if he likes it) learn about the world and stuff to help with his amnesia
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I'm just saying, Wavewing might not be the best at mentoring so maybe have Necros do that
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"Woop!" Wavewing said, in her generic response when she doesn't know what to say.
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Wavewing noticed a couple familiar faces here so she thought this weird gathering was decently safe. She could have felt the pulse from a planet away. She was no magical creature that could easily interpret pulses except that she was. She sat down listening to the others and then introduced herself, "I am Wavewing, nurse in the District." No one may have heard her but she felt more important after saying that.
//Hey Summerconstellations, I see you have arrived. (trying not to sound creepy on a sister account of Oceantail)
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Wavewing piped up, "I have no injuries but I would be grateful if you would put me on the healing side of things." She was already holding classes in the District about healing so this segment seemed right.
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"I agree with Windchimes, keep a look out for who has survived and either have them join us or have them give us info." earlier when she had said she had no illnesses or problems, she had forgotten about her class scar. Straightening her body and pushing her wings in, she said "I actually do have a scar that I wouldn't mind if you got rid of." it was her only scar and her form was very difficult to get scarred so it was a bit annoying to her.
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//I actually have a character who might end up as a double agent so she could help clans get up their anti Endgame forces up, she might fail miserably and get killed though...
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"Oh, there are your average woodland creatures and such." she replied. She really had no idea what to say.