Asmalp Forest~An elf RP~•There's a storm coming, best ye be prepared.

[Dutchgirl]

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(Why did you say O______O?)

 

[duckluv]

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(Why did you say O______O?)

('Cause of what you said in gainsboro.)

 

[Dutchgirl]

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(Why did you say O______O?)

('Cause of what you said in gainsboro.)

Not anymore...

 

[duckluv]

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('Cause of what you said in gainsboro.)

Not anymore...

But it is still is the quoted coppy I have...
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[chickendiva25]

Eleyna looked out at the storm. She pulled her showl tightly across her shoulders and shivered.

 

[duckluv]

Eve, now fairly dry, took a deep breath and stuck her head out of the cave. Just as she thought everything was fine, a tree not too far away was struck by lightning. She screamed and backed into the cave, though the harsh rain put out the fire in a matter of seconds.

 

[Dutchgirl]

Jess choked on a shriek as the lightning descended on the tree, but quickly recovered and began sketching it like a crazed artist.
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Tod huddled in his tree trunk, far away from the cave where the others hid. He could hear other trees crackling with fire and the smell of smoke. Suddenly the smoky stench grew stronger and he knew his tree was on fire. He grabbed his things and darted out of the trunk, scurrying back and forth in the burning forest. Where was he going? Wherever it was safe. Which, in this case, could be nowhere.

 

[chickendiva25]

Eleyna paced around the cave worridly. She had replaced her thin shawl for her fur cloak. She huddled it around her as a cold, breath taking wind blew through the cave. Whisper huddled up next to the fire, placing his head on Devlyn's lap. Eleyna looked out the entrance of the cave. She sighed, she knew there were more elves out there in the rain, but there was nothing she could do about them. She went back to pacing when a thought popped into her head. She reached for her harp, and began playing a mystical tune, which carried through the cave, and out into the rain.

 

[duckluv]

A small girl who looked to be about eight sat high in an oak tree, humming to herself and paying no attention to the storm. She had thick brown hair held back with a leather band and the buds of horns curling from her head. As she caught the faintest note from Eleyna's harp, her emerald eyes sparkled with interest. She climbed down and followed the sound to see where it was coming from.

 

[chickendiva25]

Eleyna kept playing, but louder with every note. She walked closer to the entrance of the cave, looking out at the drenched grounds.