Willow Forest
This land is closed. No herds can live here.
Play Ball/All
IP: 67.159.44.51
Posted on August 16, 2009 at 01:20:52 PM by Sport
Summer has come and gone so fast, almost in the blink of an eye and she isn’t sure where it’s gone. A cool breeze has begun to wander through the lands, sending a chill down the spine of all those it touches. A warning shot, soon the weather will turn much colder. Now, a couple of months of dreary drizzle and fading colours will follow. The stench of rotting leaves will fill the deepest recesses of the forest, and then the winter snow will cover it up once more.
She moves with purpose, not worrying about any noise she makes. In fact, she would rather not be quiet like a stealthy spy sneaking up to the lands of those supposedly ruled by the light kingdom. Her rough chestnut coat, straggly long hairs already appearing on it, blends in rather nicely with the scenery, a good camouflage. Light brown eyes scour the land as she enters and a piercing whistle fills the air, but only for a moment. There is no element of command in it, simply a voice seeking to know if others reside in the land she has entered.
Sport
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