MINT IS GONNA STICK TO MY PAWS FOREVER || herb class/wt

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IN THE SUMMER SILENCE,
I WAS GETTING VIOLENT

her mouth quirked up in a slight smirk at her sister's answer, a small chuckle leaving her throat before the little class began. The tigress nodded as she listened to the kid rattle off the names of the plants and the categories, though her vermilion eyes ended up drifting towards the billboard halfway through the kid's speech. She squinted; in her unfamiliarity with the herbs, she thought they all looked... basically the fucking same. She wondered, with confusion and newfound respect, how medics could keep all of this shit straight. Just correctly identifying three almost-identical green thingies seemed impossible.

Glancing at Ja'sunna as her pale sister spoke, she nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I don't mind going as a group. Honestly... this shit confusing as fuck," she replied with a slight snort, to both Ja'sunna and Mama Ishayu. The flowers she could identify as unique, given they had differing colors, but she doubted all of them would be in bloom, anyway - wasn't August pretty late for blooming flowers? "We'll help your poor fish ass out - you can't be any worse than me. Just watch me confuse a goddamn rock for one of those fancy plants," Quantum answered Monroe with a deep laugh. She didn't usually use self-depreciating humor, but she knew she sucked at healing and wasn't going to pretend she'd be useful in a group hunt.

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