idk but WINGS

Eloigne was never one to let jealousy get to her. She'd always been patient with other girls, always done what she'd been told, but when Eloigne first set her bag down in the old room, she didn't realize how disastrous this plan was actually going to be. I mean, sure, she trusted the nuns' decisions, and she knew it'd be safer for her in the long run considering her... disabilities... but really? The Fyghters were getting harsher and harsher with their politics and their ideas of the "darkling problem", but she enjoyed her life in Lyls Taesi. She sighed and took a longer look at the small, decaying room. A putrid smell was coming from the back, but she wasn't sure if she even wanted to figure it out what it was. What if it were a rat? or even worse, a dog? The thought brought shivers down her spine, but it is, in fact, her decision for whether or not she wanted to investigate that odor...