I have no idea what the story below this cool art is. I think i was like three days sleep deprived and pretty much insane.
Beautiful art by Kivovis !

Hex always has had an interest in potions and brews.
She told nobody.
She would just sit in her chilly cave, occasionally going out to collect items, pretending to draw, when she really was just testing potions, making the biggest mess you have ever seen! If she told anyone...
When Hex was gathering ingredients, she stumbled upon a old, ragged, hat, half frozen in the ice.
Curiosity got the best of her. She started ripping out the ice around it, being careful and wary so that her claws didnt rip anything. Slowly she started to pick up the frosty hat, and what she had seen made her burst with joy! What she had found was an old witches hat! Looking closely she saw a small flower, so it was probably from a nature dragon! Sniffing the hat, she detected small hints of the scarce herbs found in the area, with some other unknown scents. Noone else knows, except you and Hex, althought her finding the hat made her much more confident in learning the witch ways, she wasnt the best. She didnt want to tell anyone, she didnt want any expectations. This is just a small secret of a Spiral slowly, yet surely, pursuing her dreams!

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"Me and Swiftstrike are going to train!" Flint announced proudly to the clan. Hex was proud, Flint was proud, and pretty much everyone in the clan was proud! Everyone knew that Swiftstrike wanted to be exalted, and wanted to train to be prepared for what she was assigned, she was from her clan! Its a blessing for new life, and its a blessing to serve our diety! After, Hex watched Flint and Swiftstrike as they collected the few potions they had, she, without thinking, waltzed over and asked, "May I come along and watch?" They accepted, thankfully. Hex had learned that most spirals fought with her claws, but she preferred meditating and contises. She had never tried it out, but it just feels natural. The first few rounds had gone fine, but after a while, they started getting pretty scratched up. They drank their potions, but that didnt help very much. Fear flushed through Hex as she watched them getting hurt, healing up, and getting hurt again. oh god, oh god, oh god! They would collapse! They could.. No. Dont think about that. Hex quickly tries to generate breath rapidly.
Flint fell to the ground.
Fear shot through Hex like an arrow, but looking frantically at Flint as Swiftstrike fought, Hex wasnt really feeling an arrows shot. Flint had gotten shot by an arrow. Straight through him. He was bleeding out fast. Hex cursed at herself for being so useless, but she wasnt going to stand by as he died. Summoning the most breath she had ever tried, she shot a glowing green mist at Flint. It felt like slow motion as the shimmering missile made its way through the air. Would it finish him off? Would it do absolutely nothing?
The mist surrounded him, and as if he had just fallen on his head for a moment, he got up, stumbling as he tried to walk.
I-I- I healed him?! No. She couldnt have done that. A moment later, Swiftstrike had finished off the last of them, she turned around panting. The amount of disbelief in her expression was incredible, matching the amount she had. Hex faced her, and said, "Hes safe. Dont tell anyone what happened."

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Hex had come along way, considering the fact she wasnt getting any training. She can grow small plants and herbs. She always uses that to her advantage, cheating alittle extra praise from the clan, who, at the time she gained that ability, had been recovering from a starvation. A cheeky one, she is!