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12-15-2015, 10:58 AM
This place gave him the creeps.
The trees grew so vast with canopies so thick, they reduced the sunlight to faded dapples that failed to ward off the endless shadows. They caught every tiny shift in the wind, rustling the emerald leaves and creaking the branches far overhead. Scents of animal trails and soft greenery crisscrossed before him just like any forest. It was not enough to overtake the sour stink of rot that hurt his nose. The forest was old, ancient even. There was no telling how long it had thrived before them, or how long it would live on after the inhabitants of Helovia had passed on.
Such a place could hide the wickedest of monsters, unknown to the peaceful territory beyond its borders.
Ezital's tail snaked back and forth in the grass uncertainly as his ears twitched to catch every sound. His entire body was coiled with tension, fighting his instincts that demanded he return to the safety of the falls.
He was to meet someone here, though the details had seemed unimportant at the time and he'd promptly forgotten them. As far as he was concerned, the patrols were just Ktulu's way of redirecting his wandering spirit in a particular direction. He didn't mind them, not really, but the forest that lay before him was certainly testing his resolve.
A particularly loud noise made him jump. Was that the leaves again? He could've sworn that the forest could feel the fear bleeding off him and had decided to mess with him.
"Who's there?" he called out, just in case it was something more.
@Kaj
ooc: patrol thread!
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