Droplets fell from the sky as the elusive fae ran through the forest, nimbly jumping over the broken trees from the violent storms, and avoiding the looming tall trees. Today seemed a little bit gloomier than usual, in her view. The gray clouds cast an even bigger shadow all over the place, darkening the lass many shades. The rain splattered on her white freckled coat, dampening her, and relieving her. There was nothing more she loved than a good rainy day, after a blazing summer. The fae lifted up her dished head towards the sky, looking past the canopy into the clouds, as if calling to the heavens. "Rain on me", she murmured, wanting to be drenched by the water she adored so much. She felt each drop make an impression on her face, and she let out a girlish giggle that she hasn't felt in a long time, due to the everlasting loneliness of her life.

At last, the lass bounded back into motion, propelling herself with her long, powerful legs, bounding back into the darkness of the woods. As she ran quickly through the wooded area, her spacious mind started day dreaming and thinking again of who she might meet in the area where most newcomers arrive to. What if it is a burly, brutish male that she would encounter, with no mind? He would be perfect to recruit to the Assassins, with limitless power, and sheer force. Then her mind kept on wandering. What if the newcomer was a female? Like her, long legged, and skinny, but with an unknown force that doesn't match her body. An intelligent feminist. She smiled to herself with these childish thoughts. Maybe she could even befriend her. But as she kept on thinking, Accalia snapped herself back in place, pushing the thoughts down.

All of a sudden, an interruption to her walk, she heard a voice ring out. It was feminine, by the tone of it, but it had a rough quality to it. Interest sparked in Accalia, and she neared the sound, pricking up her ears, and letting out a friendly whinny. "Accalia is the name", she spoke fluently, trying to make a good impression on the lass. Her eyes scanned her, taking in her appearance, watching her curiously. A stocky built lass, with crimson eyes and ram horns, but such a short frame. Accalia still offered a kind smile and spoke. "Is there a home you're needing, because I have the Assassins to offer you", she spoke, intently waiting on what the lassie would say.

*such a suckish post, sorry ;__;*