Blackfeather Woods тнe elecтronιcѕ oғ yoυr нearт

Boredom compelled her to danger; as it always had, and the girl had enough of the darkness. She would go mad if she was left in the cave much longer, and already her mind twisted reality in the slightest of ways, seeing faces meld out of darkness, voices in the whispering of the wind. Or perhaps, they were residents and true whispers she heard, for the residents of Blackfeather knew secrets about this place she didn't, walked the shadows in ways that she could not. It was for this reason, the fear that boredom and darkness would turn her against herself, she slipped from the entrance and walked. steps were slow and purposeful, and adrenaline spiked in her veins, fear pumped her blood just a little faster. Her aim was a cache she knew to be nearby, for the rabbit that Aries had brought her days ago was not fresh, and he had been quick about it; it was only logical a cache lay in the vicinity. She was oh-so careful, silent, scenting and drawing nearer to the cache, movements slow and calculated, the adrenaline a pleasant alternative to stewing in darkness, the hum of danger terrifying, but better than madness. @Vaati