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Year 756 of the New Age, Autumn
Glenmore, The Glenwoods
"Bluh." Rós raised her head stubbornly and trotted away from her mother, but not before sticking out her tongue, however childish this was. But if her mother kept treating her like a child, then why would she not be allowed to act like one? With a last, swift sweep of her tail she disappeared behind the trees, leaving a fuming mother behind. Ha.
Now that she (again) escaped the lecture about acting like the pretty porcelain royal that she should be according to mums, what to do with the rest of her day? She sniffed the breeze that softly blew through the trees.
The air was nice and fresh and smelled exactly the way autumn should smell. Like rain. Like damp earth, moss and grass. Like the small critters that scurried away when she walked past. She blinked when she stepped into a curtain of light, falling from above. The golden specks painted her fur.
Why, what a nice place she had stumbled upon. The warmth of the sun made her drowsy and it wasn't long before she was laying on the ground, making a few small flowers grow around her with her earth magic just for fun.
And a few minutes later, Rós was fast asleep.
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Pretty short boring story, but I thought I'd type one out anyways (: Róssie again,sorry Ekkrán, I'll draw you soon, promise :"D took me quite a while before I finished it, I've been working on this pic off and on. It's a bit sketchy and I tried to keep it a bit in the style of the other drawing I've done of Rós recently, the one with the tree ^^ At first there were no specks of light at all, it was a last-minute idea because I thought the drawing was way too boring (and it seriously was )
Rós (c) me,
Fawnlings (c) Ehetere (-> )
Glenmore, The Glenwoods
"Bluh." Rós raised her head stubbornly and trotted away from her mother, but not before sticking out her tongue, however childish this was. But if her mother kept treating her like a child, then why would she not be allowed to act like one? With a last, swift sweep of her tail she disappeared behind the trees, leaving a fuming mother behind. Ha.
Now that she (again) escaped the lecture about acting like the pretty porcelain royal that she should be according to mums, what to do with the rest of her day? She sniffed the breeze that softly blew through the trees.
The air was nice and fresh and smelled exactly the way autumn should smell. Like rain. Like damp earth, moss and grass. Like the small critters that scurried away when she walked past. She blinked when she stepped into a curtain of light, falling from above. The golden specks painted her fur.
Why, what a nice place she had stumbled upon. The warmth of the sun made her drowsy and it wasn't long before she was laying on the ground, making a few small flowers grow around her with her earth magic just for fun.
And a few minutes later, Rós was fast asleep.
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Pretty short boring story, but I thought I'd type one out anyways (: Róssie again,
Rós (c) me,
Fawnlings (c) Ehetere (-> )
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this is so beautiful ;_;