The Preserve, Sunday afternoon
Hanna had forgone making a bow just yet; apparently the shops here sold them, and that might be better than one she could build herself with minimal tools. Might be.
But exploring the wilderness beyond the dormitories was not optional, it was necessity. How else was she going to stay in condition? And in practice?
So she was running. And climbing. And the deer here were blue.
And finally stopping to take a breath, and try to think, near some odd statues. Monstrous angels.
[mostly establishy, but sure, open to anyone in the Preserve who wants to run into a newbie wearing themselves out.]
But exploring the wilderness beyond the dormitories was not optional, it was necessity. How else was she going to stay in condition? And in practice?
So she was running. And climbing. And the deer here were blue.
And finally stopping to take a breath, and try to think, near some odd statues. Monstrous angels.
[mostly establishy, but sure, open to anyone in the Preserve who wants to run into a newbie wearing themselves out.]