Post by lioness on Jan 1, 2007 18:05:23 GMT -5
Wren walked hesitantly into the grasslands, her eyes darting nervously around. She was tired of waiting for someone to come to her- it would never happen. Not for someone who understood the song of the birds flitting by. She pushed her long hair back from her face, revealing eyes filled with hope- and fear. Her mind was unclouded by her hope- she knew she could still be in danger here, even though she wanted to find someone to care for her. Her dainty figure made her look like she couldn't handle a fight, and she couldn't, not unless she could move fast enough. She was as fast as she could possibly become- she had made sure of that, but all she wanted now was someone to depend on. She stood idly, her slim figure's siluette outlined by the sun.