[ ...And she's off again, hitching up her dress so it doesn't snag in the bushes, her single-minded concern for her friend driving her forward. The forest could be crawling with beasts and she would still have walked into it. She usually isn't so reckless or so bold. Ethlyn is seeing a new, determined side of her. ]
I wish we had some light. It's getting dark.
[ Her eyes squint in the dimness as she searches for footprints or broken branches. There are shadows everywhere, and any slight movement causes her to glance twice. The forest feels alive. ]
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[ ...And she's off again, hitching up her dress so it doesn't snag in the bushes, her single-minded concern for her friend driving her forward. The forest could be crawling with beasts and she would still have walked into it. She usually isn't so reckless or so bold. Ethlyn is seeing a new, determined side of her. ]
I wish we had some light. It's getting dark.
[ Her eyes squint in the dimness as she searches for footprints or broken branches. There are shadows everywhere, and any slight movement causes her to glance twice. The forest feels alive. ]