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 Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 12:55 pm
The forest is heavily earthed with large trees, as tall as the sky itself. the plants are green and luscious, growing nicely. there is a large lake filled with Fish if you walk a little while, and a little bit past that, a nice cottage house. This is where the Story for 'Goldilocks' starts.
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 7:28 am
"Ehh.... I wonder... where I am?" Tsunayoshi, clad in his hunter clothes walked in the woods, head turning in every other direction. He wasn't lost... was he? Things weren't looking pretty good, he noted; The sun would set in about two to three more hours, and Tsuna still hadn't hunted anything to eat! although Tsuna was only a practice hunter and wasn't as good, he still wanted to get something to show off to his family..
Tsuna sits down on to some soft patch of grass, placing his bow and quivers on the ground next to him. It's a nice shady spot, with the trees acting as his umbrella and a very clean looking lake could be seen. Lying down, he looks up at the sky, sighing softly.
Maybe he would take a nap, that might clear his head. He was kind of sleepy after all.. Eyes started to blink, then water, then they started to close, tsuna no longer making an effort to stay asleep. Until something hit him. On the nose.
"Ow-- Who the he--" Sitting up, he looks up at the sky, which is covered by the trees, and then, at the ground for any signs of whatever might have hit him.
A Pinecone. It was as large as his open hand and it was pretty damn hard too, he noted, trying to crush it in his hand. Well, Tsuna had no upper strength whatsoever, but he likes to think that his hunter training gave him some. Secondly, his hands were quite small, making it good for creative work but bad for well, crushing things that were big. Frowning at the thought, he tossed the pinecone a few feet away, and then stood up, the idea of sleeping completely gone from his mind. He grabbed his bow and arrow from the ground, securing the arrows on his back.
He starts walking again, looking up as he does so, ready for another super huge pinecone attack. He would wing them away with his bow and arrows, just like he was trained to shoot, with his great aiming and ---
waitwasthatthepineconerightthereandohmygoshAHH
Arms wave madly around the small framed body, feet stumbling across the forest floor. he looks around for something to hold on to, and sees a brancf right in front of him (wait, was he stumbling forwards?), and was about to grab it when he sees that it is literally right in front of him and with a spontaneous 'wack', it makes contact with his forehead and he falls down on the ground, in pain.
[[To be editted? ]]
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