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9:00 AM - The Lost Clans Tower: Death Library

Falair just slowly shook her head at the Death clansman. Speaking without thinking about the consequences first seemed to be a wide spread trait among stallions. You would think something like that could be bred out but the mare supposed it would be quite a boring task to take on.

She crossed her arms over her chest, bright red nails tapping against her upper arm. "No, it is a very good example of why you should think before you talk." Shooting a glance in the direction Na had left she sighed lightly.

It concerned her that this stallions words effected her so.

10:15am - The Forbidden Forest

"It adds a bit of excitement to studying." Falair looked up from the book she had been reading. A grin hidden behind her mask. "I like to see how many chapters I can get through before I end up having to fight for my life. Though I highly doubt anything in this forest would really test me in that way." It wasn't the first time she had been here. The mare knew the forest pretty well actually.

Closing the book, she settled it down with the few others. "Of course."

10:15am - The Forbidden Forest

"It quells the boredom sometimes." Of course, she knew the older stallion was no threat. He was her sister's teacher after all.

She chuckled lightly at his remark. "I do not question my parent's decisions, they were smart and had their own plans in play long before Na'ima and I were born I am sure." Although she may never know. They were gone now, but she did not let that effect her on the outside. It was a struggle she kept internally, partitioned away into a small, dark corner of her mind.

"Ah, yes! Na'ima has not so subtly suggested that perhaps Alchemy is not my calling. I am close though, to becoming a Sage. There are a few more things that I must complete before I am allowed to take the test." She was close and that made Falair excited. Soon, once she was officially a Sage, she would begin her work. A new project was always exciting.

10:15am - The Forbidden Forest

"As do I." It had taken her a bit to catch onto just the tiny bits of the way her parent's thought and planned. But the young mare figured eventually she would figure out how to think just like them. To plan so much in advance and watch it unfold in front of you with such pride.

She couldn't help the wide grin that reached her eyes at his comment. "All classes are about benefiting the clan as a whole. Whether alchemist, sage, scavenger or solider. There is a reason the other clans liken us to that of bugs, besides some of our clan member's affinity for them." Of course, she didn't have to tell him that. But some days it was hard to not show off a bit of her wit and knowledge. Prove to others that she wasn't quite the failure they might believe her to be.

After all, unlike her sister she had no-one to follow but herself. To carve out her own niche without the backing of a teacher. At least anymore. She refused tutelage anyway, the role of student was slightly soured.

Tilting her head slightly, the beads in her blue hair clicked and clacked against once another. "To you as well then. Although I am surprised they are making you of all people re-take the test, Salbei. It seems like a slight waste of time for someone of your....influence." Was that the word she was looking for? She knew Salbei had been around a long time, longer than she could even remember. It seemed a shame to strip him of his title and then force him to regain it.

12pm - Famine Living Quarters

"Shhh, now, or you will spoil the surprise," Na'ima cooed to something hidden under a scarf in her hands. She seemed excited, perhaps even a bit proud. She had gone out to clear her head, but now she was back, and the first thing she was doing was visiting Falair.

She let herself in, looking around to see if the younger mare was even home. "Sister?" She called, her voice full of a surprising amount of cheer. "I have something for you, Falair."

12pm - Famine Living Quarters

Falair had spent a good portion of her morning tidying up her home. Reject had had some kind of fit and knocked books off of shelves, spilled spices in the kitchen. It was really a mess. Of course, it had been only slightly a mess before hand.

Dumb thing.

She was sweeping in the kitchen when her sister's voice called. Immediately she set the broom aside, moving through the partitions of her home until she reached the living room where she found Na'ima. A smile on her face. Visible now as she wore no mask. Her blue hair was pulled back into a braid and her usual red clothing was exchanged for patterened green pants and a brown short coat lined with gold trim.

"Na'ima!" Falair clapped her hands together. "What is it you have for me?" She peered at her sister eagerly. Gifts from her were always special and cause for excitement.

12pm - Famine Living Quarters

Eyes wide, slender fingers wrapped around the jar. "Ohhhhh its a lovely specimen, sister." She tapped on the glass with a nail. The scarab beetle skittered around. Its tiny appendages making a tinkling noise against the glass jar.

That reminded her.

"Oh yes! I have something for you as well. Come, sit." She motioned towards the living room filled with several chaise and piles of pillows, moving to place the glass jar on a table in the middle of the room before she disappeared between the partitions.