Uriel found a quant circle, an inkling to a fairy circle but without the mushrooms. The middle was clear, and the sun shone through the trees and down to the center, glittering the lioness in her beauty of rising. Around bristled with thorny bushes that didn't give a notice until closer, as while the thorny bushes curved around, the inside perfered a clearer setting with more homey-feeling, then of prickling veins. A few trees stood ahead, slight hollows filling them underneath the roots.
She knew afar there was some burrows, and perhaps due to the pleasantly it was, some fox or badger made a burrow somewhere near. She chose a large tree with a hollow out inside, alongside like a few that were around, except she felt this one was pleasant despite being the same. It was the feeling of choosing this one.
It wasn't a grand, she admitted, but when she stood at the tree, then she saw that. Directly across was a cluster of rocks, large boulders forming together. A tower, a stand, and so did her paws cross to the other side and take way to it. Each step ontop, until she felt of pride upon being ontop. Wind through Uriel's mane, she felt satisfied for the clearing.
A home.
She knew afar there was some burrows, and perhaps due to the pleasantly it was, some fox or badger made a burrow somewhere near. She chose a large tree with a hollow out inside, alongside like a few that were around, except she felt this one was pleasant despite being the same. It was the feeling of choosing this one.
It wasn't a grand, she admitted, but when she stood at the tree, then she saw that. Directly across was a cluster of rocks, large boulders forming together. A tower, a stand, and so did her paws cross to the other side and take way to it. Each step ontop, until she felt of pride upon being ontop. Wind through Uriel's mane, she felt satisfied for the clearing.
A home.
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