Come here, i won't bite you.

Luna Sabino · 06-27-2011, 03:44 PM

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Date: June 27th

Setting: AniWaya, the north of Adella's Rage

Time: Morning, around 11am.

Character Form:Optime

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476 words (+2)/ Hi there! I would like Luna to meet her fellow packmates, so i would rather have her develop positive acquaintances. Other than that, use your imagination! ^^

Almost done. Luna had finally finished settling down in her new shelter. A hut that outstanded the surrounding buildings, which looked like they had been crushed down by something giant. And she was happy with her choice for a home. The hut itself wasn't luxurious, and it held barely any furniture. In the main room only a cowhide -which was already included among the existing furniture- and a table with two old chairs could be seen, as well as some kitchen cabinets, which were the least damaged from the listed items. Also, in the other rooms were a mattress, a bookshelve and a trunk, where the woman had found the hide. It made a cozy place to live, and also a perfect storage for medical items.

Luna had finally gotten a rest from carrying her statchel wherever she went, and had emptyed it from everything. The herbs that were still useful were kept in the room before hers, the one with the bookshelve, as well as her journal and her book. Now she was free to hang around and meet other packmembers.

The female left the hut in her Optime form, wearing her brown skirt and her necklace, thist time her hair being free of garments. The female walked past many houses, heading to the south. This time, the Kunikoti's ghost companion wasn't with her, and she couldn't avoid wondering where did she go when she felt tired or weak. Kali said that it was a 'resting place', but nothing else. However, but Luna couldn't complain. She tried to enjoy the temporary solitude as much as she could, trying to ignore the almost tangible absence.

Her steps brought her out of the village. She wandered along the riverside towards the south, not having a destination in mind. When the folliage became thicker, she began to lean over it and examine the herbs. She had a lot of practice doing this, and she had already memorized several types of herbs, and she knew which would be useful. Every now and then stopped, piched a plant up, and stucked it on a strand of hair. Soon, several herbs and flowers could be seen hanging from her hair. The healer kept on collecting supplies for her hut. As a medic, she had to be prepared in case that somebody needed help. But soon these thoughts left her mind, being replaced by the sound of a flute. Luna hummed the melody at the same time that she collected her supplies. The music also brought to her a few memories, one of them about the thin piece of paper that, still unopened, laid between her journal's pages. Her mother's letter. This wasn't the time to open it, yet. No, fist she wanted to settle down. So, forgetting about the letter, the woman kept on with her exploration of the packlands' flora.

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