11-04-2022, 11:50 PM
It was near the end of autumn, and Uriel was a bit fearful. She traversed through the Golden Glade, a place she made a home to, and others attempted at point as well. Though those she once knew had lingered no more, and she knew not where @Lore was and prayed that he was fairing well. Every so often he would visit, though the last parting was scary to say ; covered in wounds in the smell of what was a pack.. She hoped he was alright, and that the life was treating him. She hoped so he would visit as well, but for the meanwhile the forest remained silent.
The trees were in a reddish orange, but were falling down to the crumbles of leaf piles. She stepped through them, crunching audibly heard aws she continued strolling through the now autumn forest.. A coldness in the air as her breath wisped by, and she gazed toward the morning sky as the birds filtered through. Soon enough the fish she hunts and the berries she squandered would be hard to gather. Never once had she went through a winter without meat, but times had changed..
Uriel did not eat meat, the fauna who talked highly disturbed her so that she no longer found it fulfilling, and even regretful. Attempting to hunt and thinking the screams of another was all too much, so for the moments that came, she ate berries and fish.. But with winter, the berries would long be gone, and the fish would be frozen underneath the icy streams. She wasn't sure how she was going to handle, the woman thought, and wondered lightly if she should head to where the sands were.. Where the hotness was..
She sat in the midst of a clearing, mulling over solutions.
The trees were in a reddish orange, but were falling down to the crumbles of leaf piles. She stepped through them, crunching audibly heard aws she continued strolling through the now autumn forest.. A coldness in the air as her breath wisped by, and she gazed toward the morning sky as the birds filtered through. Soon enough the fish she hunts and the berries she squandered would be hard to gather. Never once had she went through a winter without meat, but times had changed..
Uriel did not eat meat, the fauna who talked highly disturbed her so that she no longer found it fulfilling, and even regretful. Attempting to hunt and thinking the screams of another was all too much, so for the moments that came, she ate berries and fish.. But with winter, the berries would long be gone, and the fish would be frozen underneath the icy streams. She wasn't sure how she was going to handle, the woman thought, and wondered lightly if she should head to where the sands were.. Where the hotness was..
She sat in the midst of a clearing, mulling over solutions.
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