Road to No where :: Always Leads Somwhere [Closed]

[Creme]

Coming from a land with plenty of wealth and richness, why had he choosen to wander into a land with such darkness? There seemed to be nothing happy about this shrowded place.
But still, He walked into its deeper parts with a grin on his petite frame. He kept his mind open for possibilities, of meeting the strange creatures that lived here. They where known for their strange bindings, it would be impossible to not know a Torquehelm when you seen one.

So his brown eyes watched his surroundings. His Tail twitched as he stopped. He raised himself to his back legs. his large ears twitched back and forth as his head rotated back and forth. Though he was nearly 100 times the size of a rodent of normal porportions, he still felt the urge to keep an eye out.

He raised a paw over his head, and ran it through his short blonde mane. Finding small knots, he contined taking his hand through until it was smoothe. Even though he was in the middle of nowhere, He wanted to look good. Even if it was just for the trees.

[ivchameleon]

Sulking in her usual manner, Haret had been looking for a place to hide when she found quite the suitable tree trunk to crawl into. Or so she had thought. The large hollow, fallen tree had appeared to be very welcoming to her form, but as she tried to wiggle her way in she quickly learned she was too big to fit in past her shoulders.

Now she was in a pickle though. Halfway in, halfway out. Dark tail wagged nervously, her hind-end exposed and just out there for something to come and attack her. It seemed the more she pulled and struggled, the tighter the tree trunk clamped on her. Grunting and mumbling about how stupid this entire situation was, she tried to back out of the log. But as trouble would have it, the more riled up she got, the more exhausted she became.

She sat there for a few moments feeling sorry for herself, and then with one final lurch backward, she pulled herself free from one of her bindings.

With a gruff glare toward the tree trunk, she almost hissed and then meandered down the tree line. Still looking for a place to hide herself away, she peered into tree holes and other various potential hiding spots, but didn't dare test their quality. Not after the excursion she just endured.

It wasn't until she caught sight of a rodent that she decided finding a place to hide was essential. Groaning to herself she tried to slide out of view, but it was then that she thought maybe he caught view of her. Crap. Caught? She stood very, very still in that moment, waiting to see if she would be addressed.