Neverwinter Forest The End is Just Beginning

The black female paced along the side of the border. She dared not to cross, fearing the consequences of that. Her tail quivered in anticipation. Would they except her? Would they chase her off? Even though Astra is on the louder side, tending to make sure everyone knew who she was and what she was all about, these things make her nervous. 

Green eyes flickered into the dark forest. Her own paws rested in pine needles, blown over the border from the wind. The ground of the forest was rather barren, covered in nothing but more pine needles. Once in a while, a few specks of light was able to make its way through the thick canopy overhead. There, small shoots were sprouting, brought up by the warm spring weather. The place was quite beautiful, and she wondered what it would be like to venture deeper.

Astra leaned right, peering around the thick matting of branches and trunks. Was there someone coming? She couldn't tell. She huffed. The longer she waited, the more anxious she became. But she took deep breathes, forcing herself to calm down. She sat town, tail swishing behind her, churning up dirt and needles.