Where born to die

It wasnt very often that Meinx ventured to the other part of Arcanum, so today she'd do just that. The large youth patrolled on a daily basis, but nothing interested came out of it. It was that, or Meinx just missed the action for when trespassers come and go. A yawn would fall from her tongue, the faint steam disappearing as quickly as it was made. After walking around the entire borderline, Meinx would take a brake. Her long, muscular legs would carry her towards a single tree. The leaves had already fallen, the branches bare. The winter would be coming soon that was for sure. She had yet to meet all the members here, and was certain that most of them would be as hostile as she. Though, the only difference between her and them was that she always had the wit to manipulate.