Bramblepoint five nights at freddy's

She'd been here before, and felt comfortable enough heading to Bramblepoint—keeping close enough to the Caldera—that there was some pep in her step. Small as she was, it was easy to weasel her way into nooks and crannies and thoroughly explore the place. Her green eyes greedily devoured the landscape before her as she memorized her route. 

Moving into more open terrain, Clover surveyed her surroundings. The young Blackthorn licked her chops as she gazed at the horizon, wanting to go ever forward but knowing that today was not that day. Sure that she'd been gone long enough to be missed, she turned around and headed back at a lazy pace, keen on observing her surroundings and getting the most out of her trip.