Vxau
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- Posted: Wed, 03 May 2017 05:17:05 +0000
Piles of multi-colored leaves were abundant in this forest, which might have been what she enjoyed most about the majestic foliage of the Forest of Fall. Alone, a small figure crept with a loping stride, equipped with a silken gown with sleeves that trailed in her wake, hanging from her bare shoulders and supported by the curve of her bust. The material was nearly black, only lighter in comparison to long raven strands piled atop her head. They were secured in a pile with two chopsticks that sported gems on the ends; their sharpened tips meticulously hidden. Her pale flesh was decorated in ink, ranging from floral to patterns of mythical beings that trailed from her shoulder and wrapped around her torso, ending on top of a bare foot opposite the starting limb.
Slowly she moved, the delicate features of her face bearing little emotion as she inhaled the crisp air and allowed a twitch at the corners of her full lips. She hadn't strayed far from the tree line that accompanied the town ,only a mile from humanity. It never seemed far enough, not so for her as she never happened upon large creatures and wild beings this close to town. Quietly she trekked with bare feet gliding along the leafy ground below off a beaten path that lead near a small opening in the forest, free of overgrown limbs. There were a series of boulders here, almost unnaturally placed which attracted the curiosity of those only willing to travel far enough to find it.
Rounding a smooth rock, she weaved through the massive mounds until she reached a larger one, towering high above her 5'3” frame. Alongside the rock there was a small burrow, its entrance hidden with leaves. A pair of pale blue hues scanned the surrounding area before she sunk gracefully to her knees and began sifting through the makeshift entrance. Moving twigs and stems into a orderly pile, Tai sat slowly back onto her heels before removing a small satchel from the garter belt equipped to a curvy thigh. Loosening the drawstrings she withdrew a slender piece of raw pork, the pink flesh still damp with bodily fluid as she lowered it near the entrance to the secret burrow. For a long moment she waited, closing the kohl stained lids of her cat like eyes as she began to hum a quiet melody; as daunting as the unknown forest itself. She would sit completely still as something began to stir deep within the earthy confines.
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Who? Alone.
What? Wandering.
Where? Forest of Fall.
When? Early evening.