51st of Fall, 513 AV
Syveris fumbled with her waistbelt, eager to finish dressing and run to the Enclave. The Avora wasn't exactly eager to read, as she preferred to be outside, doing something, instead of turning pages and reading words. The only books that she actually made an effort to read were related to glass work, but even then it would be more of a chore than a pleasure. After all, she believed the best way to improve was through practice, not theory.
Yet, after the lesson with Lavira the previous day, Syveris was eager to learn more about raptors, maybe try to handle them a little. It wasn't related to glassworking, that was true, but if she did it on her free time, and it didn't interfere with her job, then she didn't saw how it could be a problem.
So she had waken up early to go to the Enclave read about the birds, gather a little information. It wouldn't be nearly as effective as actually handling one, on an exercise similar to the ones she had done with Lavira. However, she wouldn't just go and try to control a bird without knowing nothing about them first. So she would study a little, and then she would see if it was possible to try handling some bird from the Aviary.
When she closed the door of her room behind her, she began to hum a tone, something she had been doing frequently, but not sure on why or when she started doing it. Not that it mattered.
Syveris walked on a fast pace, but not going any faster than the normal. She had been anxious to get to the Enclave soon, but the perspective of all those books and reading through them slowed her down. She was eager to learn, but not so eager to read.
Syveris fumbled with her waistbelt, eager to finish dressing and run to the Enclave. The Avora wasn't exactly eager to read, as she preferred to be outside, doing something, instead of turning pages and reading words. The only books that she actually made an effort to read were related to glass work, but even then it would be more of a chore than a pleasure. After all, she believed the best way to improve was through practice, not theory.
Yet, after the lesson with Lavira the previous day, Syveris was eager to learn more about raptors, maybe try to handle them a little. It wasn't related to glassworking, that was true, but if she did it on her free time, and it didn't interfere with her job, then she didn't saw how it could be a problem.
So she had waken up early to go to the Enclave read about the birds, gather a little information. It wouldn't be nearly as effective as actually handling one, on an exercise similar to the ones she had done with Lavira. However, she wouldn't just go and try to control a bird without knowing nothing about them first. So she would study a little, and then she would see if it was possible to try handling some bird from the Aviary.
When she closed the door of her room behind her, she began to hum a tone, something she had been doing frequently, but not sure on why or when she started doing it. Not that it mattered.
Syveris walked on a fast pace, but not going any faster than the normal. She had been anxious to get to the Enclave soon, but the perspective of all those books and reading through them slowed her down. She was eager to learn, but not so eager to read.
x Poppy