Look Forward... Trust Yourself... Find Peace
Pol snorted and shook her head as she pressed her muzzle to her mentor’s shoulder. "I find that I am rather fond of this stubborn goat." She teased, before nodding at Lu’s remark about figuring it out. In the back of her mind, she wondered if Liatris had run across any magic like it in his studies.
Pol dropped her gaze and sighed. "I don’t remember having a mother. The entire idea is so hard to wrap my head around. I can’t help but feel like I am going to lose everything all over again." She murmured softly, staying close to her beloved teacher.
"It is funny how things that effect us at young ages can shape who we will be in the future. I would have never expected to become a healer. I dont even know if that was something our pod had." She laughed softly, making a mental note to ask Bel next time she spoke with her elder sister.
The remarks about Liatris were hard to hear, causing the younger mare to pause before taking over the work that Lu was doing. "Is there any chance it could come back?" She asked softly, not sure if the mare would even hear as she went to lay down. The healer in training went to work on the jars, making sure to make enough of the requested supplies.
@Luvena
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