Creeps and Crawlies
10-19-2017, 08:01 PM
Dusk hung over the forest like a shroud, muffling sounds and deepening shadows. The branches overhead were dark claws scratching against a moonless night sky. What few stars that could be seen between patches of clouds were further obscured by the fog. The winding forest trails were difficult for Asharya to keep track of, so she contented herself with getting lost and figuring out how to get home later. It worked out a lot better these days than it had in moons past, when she was still too inept to do much on her own. Of course those days were not long behind her, or even entirely gone. She preferred to believe otherwise, which had thus led her to wandering through a murky forest with a dark, cold night chomping at her heels. Then again, what was life without a little adventure? The astral ember made her way as stealthily as she could, but there was no keeping a jovial pep out of her step. Her paw pads seemed to spring up against the forest floor, propelling her forward in a way that said 'Just a bit longer. We don't need to turn around quite yet, do we?' Anyways, she could had sworn she saw something slinking around in the shadows up ahead, always just the smallest bit too far ahead to see clearly. It hardly seemed more than a gout of the same fog which clung to the forest floor, but she would swear it was too distinct. No, this was definitely worth investigating. She'd heard stories of will-o-wisps, evil spirits who liked to lead wanderers astray. That story was likely meant to deter children from following strange things too far from the den, but it had an unfortunate opposite effect on Asharya. Oh no, she planned to catch the strange thing and bring it back to show her family! What could possibly go wrong? "Talk" "You" Think |
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