..."Exploring"...
*A silhouette outlined in a silver-grey flitted between the trees... and if seen would be a strange thing indeed, for this .."thing" seemed to blend in and match the dead forest itself. Stranger still, she wasn't lost at all... and quite contary to the feelings of lost and helplessness that one was expected to have here, her's was more playful oriented. Jaenelle was a creature of the night, and although she had a dark side, the dominating side of her was of good.. at least it was for now. She was destined for the evils of the night, one glance at her would tell you that.. and yet with the friends she did have, they'd 'bred' her to be.. tame perhaps? A half-smile on her face she'd continued to move through the dead charred trees, making the barest of sounds.*
*She wanders with no destination. She is lost, in her own realm, to make it ironic, her realm is the realm of the lost. Though it is not so ironic, seeing that she is always lost, no matter where she is. She takes a deep sigh and stares at the dead trees and catches a glimpse of something... a woman. Aconite smiled slightly, knowing this woman was fast and thought she was unseen. But she was seen. Aconite felt the evil resonating inside the girl, yet there was more...a good soul in her...somewhere. Aconite falls back to the ground but makes no sound as she hit it. She leans her head back against a tree and closes her eyes, trying to identify the being who is not here by force.*
The tongue weighs practically nothing, yet so few people can hold it -Satchel Paige
Re: ..."Exploring"...
*Sensing a presense nearby, she was suddenly alert, pausing in her walk. She had felt eyes on her.. and they didn't feel quite welcome to her. Her playfulness ebbing as her gaze swept around herself, she found nothing.. yet still she could sense it near. Perhaps behind a tree it hid. Her eyes flashing a warning if they were to watch, she would slowly smile again. What she felt wasn't in particular, all that threatning really.. but it was no reason for her to let down her guard.. Closing her wings of sorts around herself, she would tilt her head, moving forward silently.*
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