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

Wyllow sang her usual haunting song, the tune echoing off the walls of the cave and into the ears of the others. As she sang, the wind seemed to slowly stop and the lightning eased a bit.
 
Tod shivered. His buckskin clothing was sopping wet from the pond, forget the rain. His shoulder-length brown hair stuck up in odd tufts and smelled of smoke.
He tried not to make eye contact with the ladies, though he sneaked a few glances at Jess. Had Engla been five years younger, he might've thought she was very beautiful. As it was, he sat like a cowering mouse. He had pulled a rough horse blanket over his shuddering, muscly shoulders and was nibbling like a mouse on a piece of bread.
 
Eleyna gracefully glided over to Tod. "Hello Tod. You need to get out of those clothes, you'll catch phneumonia." She said simply. "If you would like, I have a change of clothing, and there is a small room over there," She said, motioning to a small room connected to the main cave. "Where you can put on some different clothes."
 
Tod stuttered. "Uh... thanks. I'm a-alright." He shuddered at the thought of changing into a change of HER clothes. (
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I know that's not what you mean.) He pulled the blanket more tightly around his shoulders and turned away, snatching a handful of berries and a slice of cheese from the plate.
 
Ashlyn looked up briefly when Tod sat down, then looked back at the fire. "Another elf?" She thought, there were a lot of elves here. She didn't like crowds, ever since father died.
 
Tod woke from a deep, refreshing sleep. He stared at the other elves and, feeling suddenly claustrophobic, mumbled something and sat near the entrance of the cave.
 

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