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Besides the beating sunlight and heat of the afternoon, the rogue and her equine were met with an unusual balmy air of Ethereal Eclipse upon first arrival. The canopy of the dense forest contributed to keeping this region shaded, tepid, and sheltered. Another woodland where Apache Outlaw nickered in modest protest of the compacted travel through, but at least the odd briskness of atmosphere here was mildly revitalizing. No matter what forest they two ventured through, they were all the same to Kaitriona. Finding herself ducking past low lying branches upon her roost, Outlaw guided them Northwest upon no particular path or interest. It was unknown to Kaitriona whether Outlaw was leading them to something of scent or by heart, but Kaitriona had trusted Apache Outlaw thus far with steering the two away from any distress. Her ventures depended on Outlaw's travel, and so far had proven to be slightly interesting.
Originally arriving from a previous forest that was more humid and tightly enclosed (Arachnea's Revenge), Kaitriona's ears perked and shifted at the distant tinging tune of a brook. Unlike the Revenge where there was a single depthless lake of crystal clear blue, the Eclipse held brooks and streams that ran through like veins. Coming upon a brook that twisted around a bend of rather large barked trees, American Cranberries were spotted in the overgrowth by the brook's edges. Perhaps this was what Outlaw scented and led them to, for the equine came to a stop in front of the overgrowth with the cranberries spotted within; nickering once again, but this time flapping his limp tail behind with a little enthusiasm. With the notion Outlaw found appeal in cranberries, it reminded Kaitriona of the endless pit of emptiness in her own stomach. And, perhaps, Outlaw had the right idea of stopping for a quick and light indulgence to fuel up.
Cranberries, rich in Vitamin C and flavonoids, provided no real benefit to Kaitriona. They were bitter to the taste, unfavorable for a carnivore that functioned on the flesh of another living being. Fruit garnishes only served so much to be treats, but rare treats to have. With the immense nostrils of Outlaw sniffing closer to the cranberries, Kaitriona diverted her sapphire gaze to the forest canopy above. The chitter of flying squirrels had been a background sound to the Eclipse that was drowned out by inner thoughts and otherwise ignored, but now she noticed two squirrels up in the tree congregating over found nuts or simply networking amongst their species for who knows what. Her Naginata blade would flay their pygmy bodies with ease, but her Naginata was not that long to reach, and certainly not a projectile weapon whatsoever. A difficult snack to come by here, and Kaitriona wasn't sure if it would be worth the effort to devise a plan to get one down. Her taste buds reminded her of the bitterness of cranberries, and it caused her to swallow and lick her lips eagerly. Her mind made avenues of how to go about this, but none of which seemed to be attractive enough to work. Kaitriona grew vaguely disheartened by the second.
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