Post by RuetheDay on Jul 5, 2010 2:01:54 GMT -6
Leaves crackled beneath her black combat boots, thorny underbrush tugging at her bare legs as she ran through the forest, nearing in on her target. Rune was treasure hunting and if her senses were right it was only 50 paces North-East. She could just feel it.
Almost tripping over a rock, instead she kicked off of it sending herself into the air feeling the breeze gently tickle her bare arms, she transformed easily in the beautiful stone encrusted Firebird that was her true form. Sailing easy in the Summer skies, just above the canopy of branches the looked up to the picture perfect sky.
Azure blue with the little poofy clouds that you can only seem to find in the sample picture Kodak Moments. The canopy and surrounding lands a lovely green, the tall, stone structure of the school standing tall in the distance. The tiny town of Colleger, the scary Deadwood Manor and sorrowful Necropolis to her right.
It was a scenic view.
And as she dived back in she lowered herself to the spot that her senses told her was indefinitely what she was looking for, she put back on her skin tossing her long blond hair back behind her with a satisfied smirk. What was it you might ask? A small wooden box. A box with a story. That's all she knew. But whatever it was, she wanted it. She wanted to know it secrets.
Almost tripping over a rock, instead she kicked off of it sending herself into the air feeling the breeze gently tickle her bare arms, she transformed easily in the beautiful stone encrusted Firebird that was her true form. Sailing easy in the Summer skies, just above the canopy of branches the looked up to the picture perfect sky.
Azure blue with the little poofy clouds that you can only seem to find in the sample picture Kodak Moments. The canopy and surrounding lands a lovely green, the tall, stone structure of the school standing tall in the distance. The tiny town of Colleger, the scary Deadwood Manor and sorrowful Necropolis to her right.
It was a scenic view.
And as she dived back in she lowered herself to the spot that her senses told her was indefinitely what she was looking for, she put back on her skin tossing her long blond hair back behind her with a satisfied smirk. What was it you might ask? A small wooden box. A box with a story. That's all she knew. But whatever it was, she wanted it. She wanted to know it secrets.
