Traydon River

This river is famously known for its fish!

Is it kindness or Devil Smile?
IP: 82.69.29.78

Running. Jumping. Seemingly flying. Smile ran effortlessly under, over and through all of the obstacles she was faced with. The birds overhead shrieked and flew for cover, disrupted by her presence. After a minute or two she stopped dead by the river, her eyes bright. Her stance made it clear she was about to spring like a lion onto its prey. A silver glint in the shallower water caught her eye and she sprang, pulling her dagger, a long bladed knife whit a thin blade and a dragon carved into its hilt, from where it was held between her teeth.. She landed hard and stabbed the blade through the fish that squirmed for only a second.

She laughed.

Her laugh was high pitched and bright. Her eyes, bright blue shone with pride as she ran her hand through her very short, messy hair. She had cut her hair herself lazily, so it wasn't amazingly done but looked good enough. "####!" She groaned, her previously happy voice evaporating. The soft pitter patter of rain was the last thing she needed to here. Glancing behind her, what was left of her make-shift straw shelter had caved in and the fire dead. Someday her smile would ware off. And that was likely today.

Now, apparently.

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