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Jaelle

Loner

age
6 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Medium
build
Light
posts
134
player
Evelyn

Famous
10-19-2016, 06:16 PM
*Navigation - The Orchard



The north was starting to grow more and more chilly, and the gray woman found herself missing the warmer lands. Abandoning her recent adventures in the north, she headed back towards the south. It was like revisiting her old haunts, except this time she turned towards a land where she hadn't been before. The smell of permeated fruit got her attention, her ears perking up as she twisted herself in that direction. With rotting fruit all around her, maybe her heat-scent will be swallowed by that. Mm, seemed like a good enough idea to her! With a skip in her step she walked towards what she could only assume was an orchid, her bells ringing out with every step she took. It didn't take long for the perfectly lined up trees to appear, making the gypsy pause. She could look down one row and see all the way through, a gentle breeze rustling the dry leaves. Her ears pulled back somewhat as the wind blew her scent all around, but there was little she could do to stop it. If she truly wanted to remain unnoticed this season, she would have to hide. But... that was rather unappealing. With a huff she weaved between the different trees, doing her best to avoid the rotting fruit below her. The normal song of her bells filled the area, calling out for all to hear.

Pausing by a pretty tree with red leaves, she hopped up on her hind legs so that she could stretch towards an apple tree. There was still fruit on this one, and she wanted a taste. Trying to lean upwards as far as she could, she strained her muscles to reach the lowest apple she could. Her tail swung behind her in excitement, her bells picking up in tempo. No matter how far she reached, she just couldn't touch it. But Jaelle wasn't one to give up. Determination filled her eyes as she stood on her tippy toes, swatting at it with one of her front legs. Her scarf clung to the branch, scraping up against the rough surface as fibers grew lodged in it. Right now, she didn't care though. All she wanted was that apple.


"SPEAK"

Art by Pimsri

Unless otherwise stated, Giet (Goat the stoat) is always with Jaelle. He is grumpy and mean, and may not always say nice things.