At the densest section of the forest, there is a brief clearing where a steady flow of water streams down the slippery stone staircase. The water here is cool and refreshing. Staircase Falls has been rumoured to be the place where reality is met by magic; where peaceful spirits dwell. They are rumoured to have healing powers that are used to help the desperately hurt, though no one has experienced this, except for, perhaps, Kaive.
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Posted on November 7, 2012 at 00:17:28 AM by RustyEyron
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^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ A dainty femme made her way through the trees. Her light silken pelt seemed to flow across her body as she moved, creating the image of a gentle river rippling over her limbs. Grey topped her head, encircling half of her eyes before washing down over her back to lightly cover her tail. Highlighting the stretch between grey and white was sandy beige fur, a barely noticeable colour that showed off her golden eyes. She walked carefully over the growth on the forest floor, heading for the rippling river she could hear nearby, head held poised as though she knew of her beautiful coat and wished to show it off. Behind the elegant wolf came a stumbling, puffy runt whose head barely reached half way up her legs. Every other step the dark pup seemed to catch his oversized paws in the greenery and trip over, before bounding up and continuing as he mowed his way through the undergrowth. Whereas the lightly coated femme held herself deliberately, this pup seemed to be her opposite in every way; from his ploughing along without a care to the black fluff covering his entire body bar the stripe of white over his chest. He was not yet old enough to have outgrown the fluff, though clumps of it were beginning to occasionally fall out to reveal a slightly smoother undercoat. The two reached the end of the forest and before them saw the river the femme had been listening to. It slipped down rocks in small waterfalls, glistening in the sunlight, creating a picturesque scene. The lightly pelted adult bent down a little to lap at the running water, the cool liquid cooling her down. Her pup ran around her legs, panting happily and slipping over the damp rocks every few seconds. When her thirst was quenched, the femme looked up to see if anybody was nearby. ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ |
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