Post by Avenary Greyson on Jan 16, 2008 22:04:57 GMT -3
Avenary walked into the Forbidden Forest. It was early morning, and she could think of nothing better to do. Tripping over a few roots and stumps, she slowly made her way to a large tree. She smiled victoriously when she made it to her destination. This would be the perfect place to think. She climbed onto the first limb, and leaned against the trunk, her right leg hanging down and swinging lightly back and forth; her left streaching out down the length of it. She hummed quietly to her self as she listened to the woods around her... waiting for some signs of early morning life.