rebel just for kicks

It was so warm and humid down here. The young fae had been snoozing on and off, with no plan in mind. Forelimbs folded neatly over one another, her jaw rested comfortably atop them. Her hind legs were thrown casually out to the side. The soft moss on the ground was so comfortable, so plush. She sighed contentedly. A soft hum, tuneless and meant only to listen to, was uttered. Eyes shut, she found herself simply listening to the echo of her humming through the cavernous room.

Finding this place had been fantastic, really. Nothing better. All the roots coming out of the ceiling and parts of the walls were great for scratching awkwardly placed itches. The water in the little pools was stagnant, if she went to the wrong one. Not that it was a big deal, she wasn't exactly dying of thirst at this point. What could possibly make this better? She could only imagine, and hope.