Post by Imfamous on May 25, 2009 15:40:55 GMT -5
This is not exactly the best place to find a school... Thonae grumbled to herself in her head. She shook her head, dirty pale blonde hair falling in front of her face as she did so. Smiling slightly, she remembered that her hair was one of the only things she had gotten from her father's side.
The young elf pushed her hair from her face with a delicate looking hand. Her light eyes watched around her as she continued on after the moment of thought. Carefully, she moved forward through the branches silently from the last four years of practice.
The chill around from the forest made her shiver, but she could hear the distant sound of the shore. Her nose wrinkled slightly, not used to the smell of the water so close. While she wasn't completely paying attention her foot got caught under a stray branch. Landing with a rough thump and a sickening tear of cloth.
Thonae cursed under her breath, standing up. She wiped off her hands on the now ripped sash. She untied the sash, carrying it the rest of the way to the opening on the docks. She muttered more about the area and how the docks had a creepy, but safe feeling about them.
Sitting down on the docks, Wolfen laying across her lap, Thonae looked at the damage done to her sash. The red and black sash was almost torn in half from it having been caught on the branch. Heaving a heavy sigh, she lay the sash over her shoulders. "I'll just have to fix it later..." She murmured to herself, looking at the ground.
The young elf pushed her hair from her face with a delicate looking hand. Her light eyes watched around her as she continued on after the moment of thought. Carefully, she moved forward through the branches silently from the last four years of practice.
The chill around from the forest made her shiver, but she could hear the distant sound of the shore. Her nose wrinkled slightly, not used to the smell of the water so close. While she wasn't completely paying attention her foot got caught under a stray branch. Landing with a rough thump and a sickening tear of cloth.
Thonae cursed under her breath, standing up. She wiped off her hands on the now ripped sash. She untied the sash, carrying it the rest of the way to the opening on the docks. She muttered more about the area and how the docks had a creepy, but safe feeling about them.
Sitting down on the docks, Wolfen laying across her lap, Thonae looked at the damage done to her sash. The red and black sash was almost torn in half from it having been caught on the branch. Heaving a heavy sigh, she lay the sash over her shoulders. "I'll just have to fix it later..." She murmured to herself, looking at the ground.