Day or Night

Like a chipmunk, Phantom couldn't sit still. She briefly wondered why, but decided then that there were better things to do then sit around and think. Today she explored a wood of massive trees, the biggest she had ever seen. Their width was massive, their height majestic. She had found a hollow tree that she could just fit inside, but after she had almost become stuck she forfeited being inside trees. For now.

As she walked, her mind came up with more ways to annoy and cause fear to DFG, her first attempts having been very fun. The ghost always liked a good fight, but it was much more amusing to watch your enemies tear each other to shreds. It matters of war and strategy, the fae could be quite ruthless, a trait others would not guess of her.

Upon discovering a small stream, the mute lay down by it's banks and began to lap at the clear waters.