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Ello peoples
Despite all the warnings that Jefferson had given, the woman decided to travel off by herself. She had arrived home last night to a half eaten pantry and let her frustration get the best of her, now, she paid for it with exhaustion. Rendall needed to hunt, and in order to hunt she needed silence, which was not possible with another there to acompany her. She had started her morning making her way up the ridges around the meadow where she first found a good supply of hares during the winter but, here in the spring the hares had moved on and thus Rendall fallowed. Her morning prooved dry and unfruitful, not even signs of tracks, but as she made her way further into the forest she found scat and a small trail, which lead ehr to the ravine she traveled down now.
Her footing wasnt very good and she had to keep from slipping a couple of times. However, her bow in hand and her arrows tightly secured, she managed to make her way down the bottom of the steep incline. There at the bottom she found herself plenty of tracks as well as a large clear pool and trees to offer herself shade. She sighed in relief as she looked at the shade Finally, now I wont stand out like a sore thumb she thought happily. The sun shone down on her making her blue highlights sparkle like a saphire among the emerald forest. Rendall moved to sit underneath the tree, as she did she realized just how hot she was. The pool looked especially inviting.
She made sure noone was around as she stripped down and lowered herself into the cool water, sighing with happiness. She stayed there for a while, letting herself forget time, before she knew it she saw little brown creatures running around all over the place. "Of course the little fuckers are here." She frowned, back to work. She went to get out of the pool when the scent invaded her senses. It was strong and musculine, and by far not Peonix Valley. She quickly searched for her bow but found it uselessly sitting by her abandoned dress. Nervous but already knowing she couldnt reach it in time she turned, lowering her body into the water up to her neck and waiting for the invader to show his face. Trying her best to hide her fear behind a mask and think of ways to somehow reach her bow or call for help.
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