(Open Role-Play! DM me or comment if you are interested!) There was a thick fog in the air, heavy dew covered the dirt ground below and dripped from the trees that canopied over the path. Alexandria sat on a large geilding, her bare feet dangling from him. Romo was his name, a horse that she raised back at the farm. It was a special month, she had moved away from the farm into a cottage in the dense forest. It was a nice change for her, she would have been to fend for herself, find food and water. She was totally cut off from the world though it had it dangers of course. She was always alert there could be anything from just wild animals, to loners, or hunters. She knew there was no packs in the area but hunters could still be around. It was early morning, she was out to get some food and water for the day. She let out a breath as she started down the ragged smell. She sniffed the air, listening all around her it wasn’t another minute as she heard rustling in front of her. “Not an animal” she whispered as she stared at the location of the noise. “Come out now” she spoke, her voice firm and loud.