The forest had always been a sort of haven for Sloane. It provided her the seclusion that she had grown to love and yet, it was interesting enough to keep her attention. Since coming to Novus, the Viride Forest had been a constant source of drama that kept life interesting. Shortly after arriving, it had been set ablaze by a troupe of squirrel that could self-combust. The fire they sprouted on their backs damn near killed the whole forest and all of Dawn Court. It had been a random, freaky thing and yet, it had been quite interesting and unique. Sloane had made her first impressions on that day. She didn’t think she had made very good impressions, but they were impressions.
Not too long after that, a mysterious monster had killed two Dawn Court citizens along the edge of the forest that backed up to the river. Sloane had witnessed the dead bodies, their limbs torn from their bodies in a way that was animalistic and without care. That very monster still ran loose somewhere in this very forest. Sure, it was scary to think that with as much as she preferred traveling alone, that she could potentially be the next victim of the forest creature. And yet, there was some beauty in knowing that she was walking the fine line between death and chaos.
What drew her into the forest this particular morning could be not determined. She had spent some time on the island that seemed to sprout out of the middle of fucking nowhere. She had searched for the lost relic but really hadn’t turned up much luck. And yet, she still wondered about it. She had no use to ancient relics, but she did have a use to knowledge and secrets. Those things could be bought and sold. Eventually, money would be of consequence and it would be her method of bartering that would hold true against the test of time.
But she is here now, wandering the forest and quietly thinking amongst herself. She is unsure of exactly how long she has been in the solace of the forest, but it has been nearly all day. She remembered leaving just before dawn, but now it was the moonlight that lit her path, not the sun. Her steps are slow, meandering, going nowhere and somewhere all at the same time.
It wasn’t until she hears something that causes her to pause. Eyes look all around her looking for what might have made the call. If it was the monster, he had another thing coming. If it was another individual, then they were either stupid or new.
Deciding that she would at least make some attempt to investigate, Sloane alters her course. She follows in the direction of where the sound appeared to come from. It doesn’t take her long before she comes upon the two in an embrace meant only for lovers (for Sloane has never been close enough to another soul to understand the true meaning of friendship). One thing was for certain, it wasn’t a monster that made the call. That being said, these idiots probably called it to them.
She came another few paces before she stopped. Breath heaved out a sigh as she looked at the two of them. They looked similar and yet different, much like her own triplet siblings looked. These two were related, she was sure of it. This news made it all the more awkward to catch them in such an embrace. “You might want to get a room. The forest isn’t exactly the most secret of places.” She doesn’t care that she’s making assumptions. She doesn’t care that these two are inseparable. She also doesn’t really care if the monster jumps out at this very moment and eats the two of them alive. At least she doesn’t have to play welcoming committee anymore.
@Kindred @Wren
