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 Posted: Mon Mar 02, 2015 12:13 pm
Smiling kindly Myst thought back for a moment to the day he fell "No, I wasn't hurt. As I fell I closed my eyes. And thank the tree the panic I felt must have made me flap my wings. when I heard my mother telling me it was ok to open them again, I was floating about about 10 feet off the ground. by then a group of fauns had gathered below to catch me. Their support made me feel very safe, and I was never afraid of heights again."
Myst followed Amarie to the left and out of the tree, as he had been expecting there were no more tools or supplies to be brought up to the workers. which was just fine because this way he could help Amarie. He realised he was getting more and more curious about her.
"So what was life like where you grew up?" he asked trying to get to know a bit more about Amarie. Tartara Seabreeze Wheee I was finally able to respond again whee
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Posted: Mon Mar 02, 2015 7:01 pm
She listened with wide eyes at his tale, before his ending brought a smile. They really did live in such a warm and loving community. "Me?" She lightly blushed, surprised anyone would want to know anything about her. "I grew up in a little tree house with my parents, no siblings. I'd ask them about other fauns like us, but they told me the Tree was too dangerous. Full of pae that I didn't know." She swung the bucket at her side as she tossed her head back to peer up at the sun peeking through the leaves high above. "So...I didn't really have friends...But I'd like to feed the wildlife sometimes." At the thought, she couldn't help but smile as a memory cropped up. "I found a wounded fox once. I fed it and nursed it back to health until one day I left the cage open and it raided mom's cabinets of all our food!" Amarie started chuckling, lowering her eyes back down. "Had to part ways after that. But every few months, that fox would make sure I saw it before darting off again. Letting me know it was alright."
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