ORIGIN

Glacia couldn't help but laugh at him. He was such a funny bird- owl. He didnt know what she was. "I'm a Caribou and yes soft is good." She snickered and shook her head. Something though interested her, "You said you knew a healer? Thats what i would like to do. Can I meet her?" Ever since she woke up all she wanted to do was learn about plants and much much smaller things so that she could take care of everyone she met.

Something bothered her though.. If the owl was correct that meant she had magic.. But what was it? she didn't know. "How would you know if you had magic?" She asked looking down at the owl. She was a bit uncomfortable in her position so she turned a bit and pulled her legs in closed to her stomach. That felt better. "If i did have magic what would it look like? how does it feel?" She paused and sighed. "I don't know.. Ive never seen anything out of the ordinary come from me." Her head turned toward the entrance of this little place, something spooked her but after a moment it seemed to be nothing.

@Dark

Dark fluffed his feathers once more as he thought, grinding his beak for a moment.

"Sometimes people have gems. I mean we do all the time but. Sometimes if you focus on it you can feel the magic?"

He hesitated; he'd been thrusting his mind out, before, to contact Bevy for all the young Gembound that turned up. He wasn't recruiting, not exactly, but in his head Bevy was the caretaker, the child-raiser. If new Gembounds turned up, Bevy would teach them, and they'd be friends and allies. But... The last time he'd contacted her, she hadn't seemed happy. Sharp, annoyed, even. He'd ignored it, but--did he really want to risk it again?

Glancing at Glacia, he realized he didn't have much choice. She wanted to learn to heal, and Bevy would be needed for that. He just didn't know anyone else who could, aside from Makyna, but hers was physical tending--and Bevy could use magic, as well.

"Let me try and call her, with my mind. It might not work." He focused, not explaining further; green gem eyes slipped shut and the owl went rather still, casting his consciousness out in search of the pitohui bird's.

B-bevy? There's another... Young one, here. She wants to learn to use... your kind of magic. Are you there...? Bevy?

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@Bevy ...again xD
@Glacia