Identification hasn't been her self, not as of late. Her mind scattered, just like her thoughts have lately been. Twin peaks shifting upon her cranium. The gilded woman felt the grasses tickle that of her paws, different odor's tingling her nostrils. Some even disgustful, causing Identification to repel away from those. Threatening as her stomach churned. However Identification was ready for some tranquility, some refreshing time alone to gather her thoughts. Bright avocado pools look out over the kingdom she known to be fern gully. The terrain which in spring and summer seemed to be filled to the brim with flora of all kinds. Knowing that others would come to gather some other herbs that grew wildly within the fall time.
