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The woods were always quiet, at least when she was up and about, working, experimenting, building.
The animals had learned to stray from her, if not from the sight of a beast sulking near her, like a raccoon, but with sharper teeth &&. claws, more ragged fur, —
The animals had learned to stray from her, if not from the sight of a beast sulking near her, like a raccoon, but with sharper teeth &&. claws, more ragged fur, —
— drooling as it growled to anything nearby, with a pretty little bow adorning its neck.
then they’d merely learned not to get in the way of her experiments.
Celest hues stared at her latest device, a staff, she’d needed a new one anyway, seeing as her last one had broken. —
then they’d merely learned not to get in the way of her experiments.
Celest hues stared at her latest device, a staff, she’d needed a new one anyway, seeing as her last one had broken. —
— She’d been working a few days, it would’ve gotten done faster if she didn’t have to work in building herself a new home.. thanks to someone.
Her focus later changed to an ominous sound in the distance. She was deep in the woods, the only other person around could’ve been —
Her focus later changed to an ominous sound in the distance. She was deep in the woods, the only other person around could’ve been —
— someone long gone. Her eyes shift towards the raccoon, who growled in its direction. Eyes narrow as she lifts up her staff, tapping the orb in its middle and watching as it lit up before turning in the direction of the sound and walking forward. Foolish, one would say, to —
— follow an odd sound in the woods. Curiosity did kill the cat of course.
But she didn’t have much to lose, and satisfaction did bring it back.
The raccoon not far behind, she aimed her staff forward to illuminate her way past the darkness before focusing on something red. —
But she didn’t have much to lose, and satisfaction did bring it back.
The raccoon not far behind, she aimed her staff forward to illuminate her way past the darkness before focusing on something red. —
— Whether it be red from the light of her staff she didn’t know, but her question was answered when she moved forward and her gaze met red hair. Staring at the back of someone’s head. A woman, by her curvaceous figure.
She cleared her throat, trying to calm herself. “Hello?”
She cleared her throat, trying to calm herself. “Hello?”