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

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The cannonball was a yellow mass of fur.
"Oh, boy! Tymn, how do you do it?" He cuddled it, then looked back up at Aktura. "It's an Elfin breed of dog," he explained. "It bonds to its owner at a few weeks old and only grows when it is in his presence. These dogs take to hiding, but they stay as old as they were and don't grow."
 
Ash stood up and walked to a corner in the back of the Cave. She slid down to her knees, her father had died right here. He had caught a sickness going through the forest at the time. She stared at the floor, lost in her memories from that day.
 
* Zalayn walked throught the forrest, bow in hand. She had extinguished her earlier fire and finished all the meat, and was looking for a deer or rabbit to shoot and cook for dinner. She came upon a few berries, and bent down to pluck them from their stems, popping them into her mouth. She sighed at their delicous, juicy taste. *
 
* Zalayn fled the storm, her slim body slipping through the tangled branches and tree trunks, until she spotted a cave. She slipped inside and brushed some of the water off herself, allowing her eyes to adjust to the dim light *
 
Eleyna, who had been resting, boted upright at the sudden appearance of Zalayn. She smoothed out her long, sleek hair, and put into a pony-tail before getting up to greet the new elf. "Hello Zalayn." She said.
 

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