Post by Rori Rendierie Monfa Absinthe on Jul 7, 2009 3:46:49 GMT -8
Rori skipped through the graveyard, whistling recklessly and tripping often on the forgotten and smaller tombstones. She didn't know any of the people under the tombs that she knew of, so she walked and skipped as she wanted, not caring what the undead thought. Ha, she thought to herself, the undead. She might have been talking about herself, then. Rori stopped by a nearby tree and ceased her whistling. "What a long night this has been..." she said to herself. She looked up and saw the full moon overhead. She knew it was dangerous to be out this time of night, let alone on a full moon but Rori couldn't help but make herself seem like a target. She smiled menacingly and chuckled up at the moon. "I hope I don't run into any werewolves out here, then I'd have to fight them." She said sarcastically, while staring down the moon's full spherical shape.
She shook her head, to herself for her foolish behavior of talking to the moon and looked over to a patch of trees that could be called a forest. "Hmm..." She said. she wasn't usually this rambunctious, it was most likely the moon that made her act differently than normal. She galloped her way to the willow she saw and began to run around the tree, swooping up the vines and leaves and letting them swing down behind her. This is going to be a long night, might as well make it last, she thought.
She shook her head, to herself for her foolish behavior of talking to the moon and looked over to a patch of trees that could be called a forest. "Hmm..." She said. she wasn't usually this rambunctious, it was most likely the moon that made her act differently than normal. She galloped her way to the willow she saw and began to run around the tree, swooping up the vines and leaves and letting them swing down behind her. This is going to be a long night, might as well make it last, she thought.
