When We Really Play
Acantha
06-13-2021, 09:50 AM
Relm had been avoiding leaving the northern lands in an effort to avoid her father. But she figured she would have to move from time to time. Her scent would probably grow stronger had she stayed in the same place over a lot of time. She was starting to forget his own scent as time passed, not that she would admit the thought. She after all was trying to forget her father all together. She traveled carefully through the fogged forest, it wasn't her first time through here. She wasn't put off by this forest like some might have been. There wasn't much that frightened her. Especially since she had been through here before, maybe she was a little put off as a child the first time. But she felt the change in the air, and air that was already eerie. She turned quickly as one of the saber cats that seemed to plague the land everywhere had leapt forward out to attack her. She moved out of it's reach rolling her shoulders to reveal the tusks under her cloak before she moved forward, trusting the tip of her oxen horn into the shoulder of the cat. |
