[se] to be chaotic and bold

flora

Waiting with bated breath to see what Melita might think, Flora exhales with relief as the honeybee's verdict is rendered. "Yeah." She agrees with a crooked smile. "I need....feathers from something called a ramfire, gore crow, and ninko?" None of these things lived in the Greatwood, and so it's with a shrug of ignorance that she recites their names. (At least, she thinks that's what they're called).

"And then they said to do a training thread where I work on throwing things, which...makes sense I guess." So saying, the younger girl raises her eyebrows as if to suggest that Melita might, you know, offer to help?

never be so kind
you forget to be clever

Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection