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[Olalla]

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Olalla

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[div style="background-color:#BG COLOR;width:90%; overflow: stretch;text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt;"]The crunch crunch crunching of dead foliage under his feet made his eye twitch, not because it annoyed it but because it was so loud to the point where he couldn't hear himself think. Olalla gritted his teeth and stomped on the leaves as he walked; they crunched louder. Swaying trees gave off an eerie impression of false confidence. The beast had entered the forest thinking nothing of it, but now the void had been filled with polished doubt. But he wouldn't surrender himself to the towering trees, wouldn't fall to the empty threats the spat and spoke at him. He gathered himself and padded on, letting the courage that once blanketed his soul slip from his grasp. Olalla thought heard the crunching of a separate pair of paws under dead leaves but he dismissed it; didn't acknowledge the fact the someone was there. Forby, the sooner he was out of this place the sooner he could wrap himself in the comforting idea that he didn't have a heart attack in there. The beast gave a small glimpse upward towards the fastigiate branches that pierced the sky like a wooden spear. Olalla shook himself off, dust from the sullen trees that had dropped from their wooden homes before now flew from the beast's fur, recklessly flying in all directions like a dust bomb. A sneeze pulled at his lips and nosed but he desperately tried to swallow the feeling; tried to swallow the noise that would reveal him to anyone and everyone. Paralyzed by his own emotions, something inside has got him wondering is this real. Olalla's dim yellow eyes grew bright as he lifted his head and gazed out into the wilted forest.

[W]isker