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*Armai* · 03-08-2016, 10:14 PM

It'd taken a lot of time and a lot of patience but she'd finally managed to escape the south west portion of Alacritia. She'd spent a good amount of time just wandering aimlessly but she realized that the temperatures were dropping slightly and that it wasn't quite as miserable anymore. It didn't take her long to deduct that she must have been heading north (well north-ish really) but that didn't really bother her. Her adventure at the tar pits had been enough to convince her that she'd had enough of the western parts of this continent. The place had been filthy and disgusting and she absolutely never wanted to go back there.

So lots of walking and many breaks later she found herself touching the flowers of a field. This place smelled so much better than the tar pits and she was more than thankful to be away from that place. A contended sigh left her as she sniffed around the flowers for a bit letting her tail drag lazily behind her. Ears flicked back and forth as she listened for anyone who might try to sneak up on her but she heard nothing for the moment. She recognized the scents of many of the flowers here. Still she had nothing to carry any of them with so she moved on as she wasn't interested in picking any of them yet.

She was prepared to continue walking until her feet brought her to something she definitely wasn't expecting. Letting out a yelp of surprise she shifted her weight backwards as one of her feet suddenly met nothing but air. Was there a cliff here? How? Ears flicked forward as she caught the sound of wind whistling below her and listened to the echo of her yip bounce across the space downwards. Yep. Definitely a cliff. Her brows furrowed together in disappointment. Well that was a shame. She'd been looking forward to continuing her trek. Oh well. Instead she sat down at the edge of the cliff and raised her head slightly to enjoy the breeze as it ruffled her fur. It was warm out and it was about noon. She saw no reason why she couldn't enjoy a bit of time here before she moved back to go find something to eat.

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