08-20-2016, 01:13 AM
the dead are gone, and the living are hungry.
She’s not sure what brings her to the forest today.
Once she’d finished her morning rounds of the Jungle’s borders, her feet had kept moving, taking her far beyond her kingdom, and out into the lands beyond. Perhaps it’s curiosity that drives her forward - despite having lived in Beqanna for all of her life, she hasn’t explored much beyond her home kingdom.
Whatever it is though, it drives her onward until she reaches a cool, quiet wood, with great trees reach high to block out the weak autumn sunlight.
She shivers in the shade - the climate here is far cooler than at home - but she slows to a walk, brown eyes peering about in open curiosity. It’s a different kind of wood than she’s used to. At home the kingdom is full of heat and crawling vines and the screeching of Jungle creatures. She often has to use her abilities to even manage to move through the thick foliage. But here it’s peaceful, with far thinner underbrush and only the occasional bird call reaching her ears.
She moves slowly through the trees, letting her mind wander. It flits from thought to not-so-important thought, and she relishes in the time to do well, nothing. So often these days she has no time to relax.
She’s rounding a particularly thick oak when the sound of a snapping twig catches her ear. Her brown eyes narrow and caste about, and her dark ears prick to attention, but she can seen no one. “Hello? Is someone there?” She reaches for her ability and pulls carbon from the earth, covering herself in a thin armour, just in case. She doesn’t think that there’s anyone or anything out to harm her, but it doesn’t hurt to be cautious.
Once she’d finished her morning rounds of the Jungle’s borders, her feet had kept moving, taking her far beyond her kingdom, and out into the lands beyond. Perhaps it’s curiosity that drives her forward - despite having lived in Beqanna for all of her life, she hasn’t explored much beyond her home kingdom.
Whatever it is though, it drives her onward until she reaches a cool, quiet wood, with great trees reach high to block out the weak autumn sunlight.
She shivers in the shade - the climate here is far cooler than at home - but she slows to a walk, brown eyes peering about in open curiosity. It’s a different kind of wood than she’s used to. At home the kingdom is full of heat and crawling vines and the screeching of Jungle creatures. She often has to use her abilities to even manage to move through the thick foliage. But here it’s peaceful, with far thinner underbrush and only the occasional bird call reaching her ears.
She moves slowly through the trees, letting her mind wander. It flits from thought to not-so-important thought, and she relishes in the time to do well, nothing. So often these days she has no time to relax.
She’s rounding a particularly thick oak when the sound of a snapping twig catches her ear. Her brown eyes narrow and caste about, and her dark ears prick to attention, but she can seen no one. “Hello? Is someone there?” She reaches for her ability and pulls carbon from the earth, covering herself in a thin armour, just in case. She doesn’t think that there’s anyone or anything out to harm her, but it doesn’t hurt to be cautious.
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