Music_Is_Life
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Oct 11, 2010
Her village had been destroyed. She never thought the plague would get that far into the country, it was suppose to be a city thing! The 5'4 female stayed off of the roads and chose to travel in between the trees. She was flexible enough for it to not cause a problem and it kept her away from the hungry desires of the men that were traveling and attempting to find safety. The only thing that got in the way was her mother's old cloak. But she wanted to keep it, it was passed down from the family and it came together with a silver clasp that accented her d-cup sized breasts.
This woman did not know where she was going. After her village was hit by the plague, she realized that no where was safe. Not even the Vatican was safe from this barbaric sickness. So she had finally decided on being a wanderer, head to villages only to grab the supplies she would need for her trip to the next village, unless she managed to find an unharmed village. After a few hours of walking, the female came to a small spring and knelt down to take a drink of the pure water, not even wanting to taint the clear pool with her dirty hands, but her dry mouth seemed to override that.
After quenching her thirst, she leaned back and pressed her back against a tree. Soon, closing her dark blue eyes and letting sleep wash over her tired frame. She had heard tales from travelers about unicorns that roamed this forest, but that did not matter, they were docile creatures, surly ones that would not disrupt her or harm her.
This woman did not know where she was going. After her village was hit by the plague, she realized that no where was safe. Not even the Vatican was safe from this barbaric sickness. So she had finally decided on being a wanderer, head to villages only to grab the supplies she would need for her trip to the next village, unless she managed to find an unharmed village. After a few hours of walking, the female came to a small spring and knelt down to take a drink of the pure water, not even wanting to taint the clear pool with her dirty hands, but her dry mouth seemed to override that.
After quenching her thirst, she leaned back and pressed her back against a tree. Soon, closing her dark blue eyes and letting sleep wash over her tired frame. She had heard tales from travelers about unicorns that roamed this forest, but that did not matter, they were docile creatures, surly ones that would not disrupt her or harm her.