Noms

This place was rather...odd, wasn't it? She blinked up and up at the canopy of vines. It was a lot like her home in the oaks, wasn't it? The leaves and vines did very much the same thing. There was a lot of...shade here, but it made for quite the dreamy atmosphere, something that caused her imagination to continuously bloom and turn. She was born here, with the blood of the southern continent coursing her veins. Everything about her spoke of nature, her colors often camouflaged into the deep shadows of the trees. She was Diamachi, through and through, if not by blood than by destiny. A destiny she had a hard time figuring out. A gentle sigh slipped passed her jaws as she moved through the beams of light, tilting her head as she stared at the vines. They crawled from the ground up, slowly wrapping around the nature around it, to create this beautiful ceiling of vines. They stretched around her, old but still alive. It was so...wonderful, her eyes a light with dreams as she stared up at the lights breaking through the holes in the veins. "I...wonder..." She said with delight as she trotted towards a thick wall of veins. Grapes from spring, still ripe but perhaps a bit over, clung to the tendrils of plant, and she sniffed at it a few times. With a hum she lifted a paw, swiping a few off and onto the ground where she stepped on one. The scent wasn't sour, so with a bright smile she reached down to lift a few up into her mouth, chewing thoughfully as she turned to dance beneath the dappled light, her mind abuzz with thought and dreams.

"Burn Baby Burn"