[in the woods. or just beyond them.]
*There've been some kinda odd noises coming from the woods. Okay, maybe if you're used to camp, they're not so weird. But! Suffice to say there's been noises and now there's rustling and we have River exiting said woods.
Covered in blood. Tracts have been drawn through the blood like some kine of tribal paint, all over her face and arms.
And she's singing*
Twinkle twinkle little moon.
The spoon and the dish jump over you.
To fetch a pail of water.
But along came a spider.
And it followed them to school one day.
(OOC: Time for sleep!)
Covered in blood. Tracts have been drawn through the blood like some kine of tribal paint, all over her face and arms.
And she's singing*
Twinkle twinkle little moon.
The spoon and the dish jump over you.
To fetch a pail of water.
But along came a spider.
And it followed them to school one day.
(OOC: Time for sleep!)