Mo was one of the last out of the castle, mostly because he liked to look at everything along the way and because he was still thinking about how his tea answer
should be right. Quite frustrating that it wasn't... if one was inclined to be frustrated, that was.
He paused beside West and gave him a shifty-eyed glance. "Great and powerful, East and West...Odessa. You ought to ask fro gifts before providing guidance. Seems fair."
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They were coming right? Calista had turned around and checked to be sure that the Giant Squid wasn't lurking nearby at least that she could see and finally saw the end of the line of students approaching.
"Alright everyone, go ahead and set you things down over in the grass under that tree. You can take off your outer robes too if you'd like." Divination wasn't meant to be practiced when you were all wrapped up on layers of uncomfortable clothes. Layers of things like shawls and skirts were a different story, obviously. "And while you're over there go ahead and remove your shoes and socks."
And when she said that the blonde walked over to the tree and removed her own sandals and returned back to her original spot, barefoot. *beam*
After she gave the students time to follow her instructions she decided it was time to officially start. "The first part of Ichnomancy I want to talk about is the one that has to deal with animal prints." She pointed to a set of prints in the sand and gestured for them to take a look. "What kind of animal left these prints and can you tell me attribute or characteristics that are associated with that kind of animal." Mo tugged off his shoes and placed them neatly on a stone before tucking his socks inside, and then he meandered over to study the footprints. He wasn't an expert on tracks, so he wouldn't hazard a guess other than to say that the lack of webbing in the print suggested it wasn't a water fowl... so not a duck, goose, or swan. He measured it out with his fingers.
"Definitely a bird, maybe a songbird or plover? Not a water bird, though. And I would say birds are..." He mused over the right words, picturing a bird in flight in his head before offering a subdued, "Intuitive. Spontaneous. Petty. Quarrelsome. Quick to fly away at first sign of hardship. Untethered, though... you know? Like free?"