PHOEBE
If there was one person Phoebe could count on for training, it was Ronin. She could count on Remi too but Ronin had been a trained soldier. Though her skills leant themselves to healing, she knew for this upcoming war she would need to brush up on some fighting tactics. She couldn't depend on others to keep her safe - she would have to fend for herself.
And it was all the more important now that she had Jude to think about.
So the midwife came prepared in a tunic, leggings, and boots, arriving at one of the Nest's training grounds a bit early. She planned to run through a few warm-up exercises Harper had taught her once upon a time to make sure she was ready when Ronin arrived.
And it was all the more important now that she had Jude to think about.
So the midwife came prepared in a tunic, leggings, and boots, arriving at one of the Nest's training grounds a bit early. She planned to run through a few warm-up exercises Harper had taught her once upon a time to make sure she was ready when Ronin arrived.
Honeybee, your soul is golden
