Can't Cover Up What You've Done
11-19-2016, 04:25 PM
The farther away from home she got the more anxious and excited she became. She had completely left the west portion of Boreas now and she slowly made her way through a thicket while she pondered where she might stop for the day. The chilling rains that had come with the winter were an unexpected set back so she was taking advantage of this light drizzle. It wasn't the most pleasant weather to walk through, but it wasn't the worst either. She still wished she had a bag of some kind she could use to carry some of the herbs she had seen along the way so far, but she hadn't had much luck in finding one just yet. It was a good thing that she had been looking down as she walked so that she noticed the sudden drop off at the edge of the thicket. Her ears perked and she carefully approached the edge of the cliff, looking out over the empty space in front of it. "Wow..." she breathed, blinking with surprise. Everything in the west was so flat that she had never really experienced cliffs or mountains before. Her amazement at the sudden drop off in the land was interrupted though when she heard an echo off a cough. Her ears twitched at the noise and she quickly glanced around to find the source of it. It wasn't until a slight breeze coming off the cliff brought a male's scent to her that she realized the cough had come from below her. Her two-toned gaze darted down and she spotted the brown, white speckled man standing on the rocky cliff face with his eyes closed and heard turned up toward her. What would he be doing there of all places?! "Hello? Are you okay?" she called down to him, fixing him with a worried gaze. |
