Her dial remained low, carried at shoulder length, matching the rhythm of her shoulders encircling against one another with each step she took. A glance at the ground below her with optics colored a rich and floral lavender revealed nothing but knotty roots painted every color brown and blacks, intertwined with mossy pallets of greens and blues. Her steps fell on soft ground, feeling the glow of the moss beneath her flat ivory paws. Snowy pelt slowed and folded fantastically with every pull and retreat of her slender, flexible musculature. The white dove moved through a narrow opening between two massive tree's, their trunks hugging at her side as if moving with the fae, her every step feeling the rich life within the forest she lingered.
Optics closed and opened slowly. A glance up to the canopy's as a shadow of leaves puzzle-pieced together came over the fae, shifting beneath it slowly. Her quiet surroundings calming the dove's beating heart. The agile, petite young fae continued on her walk, her attention turned on to every little thing in her path, curious as to where it may take her in this rich green forest surrounding her so mercilessly.
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