New beginnings

Despite settling her new home nearby still the forest would call to her and in response the woman would answer, flitting and frolicing through the trees like the sprite she so resembled. A cruel smile would layer itself across inky lips as she lept through the underbrush, fleeing the colorless world she lived in to the darkness of her beloved forest. It always held such gems, just treasures and adventures. A smile would twist and curl along her lips, growing wicked with each bound and leap. She was silence, passing little more then a whisper, marked forever in the memories of the trees as gnarled boughs reached down to grasp at and pluck at emerald fur. She would leave tuffs behind. Allowing herself to become one with the forest. She was here for no particular reason today, belly already full from a meal the day before, wretched deer, she hated deer. Most meats tasted foul to her now a days only the flesh of her own kind really stating her hungar. Hmm... Maybe she would go for a hunt...