04-10-2018, 06:42 PM
aubrey wasn't sure what to make of tanglewood. sure, some of the people were nice, but they could also be big and scary (looking at you, fish), and it was so unfamiliar. aubrey's childhood had been a very sheltered one. she had been born in a large field and grew up in that same field, playing with her siblings and learning how to hunt and fight. she had never intentionally left that area until she left her family. aubrey had been told about what was in the big world, of course. she had been told about basic animals, and then about the beasts. the strange, sometimes wonderful, creatures that were six feet tall and breathed fire and such. that hadn't prepared aubrey for what she would find outside her painfully tiny world.
she was trying to get used to it. to tanglewood's many different creatures, and to the strange place that they called home. the territory seemed gigantic to aubrey. she had barely begun to explore it. it would take a while before she could easily find her way back to the middle of the territory. she was sticking close to the town today, not fancying a dramatic adventure where she got lost, almost cried, and then finally found her way back- that had all been done yesterday.
no, aubrey was exploring a place closer to the town; the farm. the field of rye and wheat reminded her of the field she had called home for so long.
the long-legged serval was perched on a fencepost, a remaining piece from one of the farm animals' pens, taking a rest from her exploration of the farm. aubrey's eyes were following a group of cows as they shuffled around in the field. she wouldn't go closer because they looked (like a lot of things, she was finding) too scary. aubrey adjusted her position slightly, her front toes curling around the edge of the fencepost, and kept watching.
she was trying to get used to it. to tanglewood's many different creatures, and to the strange place that they called home. the territory seemed gigantic to aubrey. she had barely begun to explore it. it would take a while before she could easily find her way back to the middle of the territory. she was sticking close to the town today, not fancying a dramatic adventure where she got lost, almost cried, and then finally found her way back- that had all been done yesterday.
no, aubrey was exploring a place closer to the town; the farm. the field of rye and wheat reminded her of the field she had called home for so long.
the long-legged serval was perched on a fencepost, a remaining piece from one of the farm animals' pens, taking a rest from her exploration of the farm. aubrey's eyes were following a group of cows as they shuffled around in the field. she wouldn't go closer because they looked (like a lot of things, she was finding) too scary. aubrey adjusted her position slightly, her front toes curling around the edge of the fencepost, and kept watching.
i never should have told you
i never should have let you see inside
i never should have let you see inside