08-06-2018, 01:55 PM
[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 550px; min-height: 9px; font-family:arial; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; color:; padding: 20px"]It was pleasing to look upon a terrain as impregnable as Sunhaven's; indeed, for her wide-set eyes squinted as she took it all in, figure going soft in a brief moment of weakness. It was beautiful. The mountains were relatively small compared to the tales a passerby had once strung to her - "they reach the sky," - he'd said, and she'd took his word for the truth, oblivious to the figure of speech. After all, the only places Stellamaris had frequented before were deserts and jungles, where the unbearable heat shrunk to a mere fly nipping at the skin of her ears as she grew. In comparison, here it was cold, and the ground was softer, more forgiving on her long-roughened paw pads.
If she strayed further, the endless green gave way to lands spotted with pretty pinks and blues, colors she had never seen before in such variety but reveled in nonetheless. Her nose twitched as she leaned down to breathe a flower in, sneezing immediately after. She had marred the smell, but the reminder of it clung to her sweetly. Unfortunately, this warmth could not be spread to the slight fit she had afterwards, the pollen evoking a sneezing frenzy out of her small body. "Goodness," she cursed.
The clouded leopard was a little lost, admittedly. It was only a good hour afterwards that she admitted to defeat, wandering in circles just to sit in the field and ogle what she could. Underneath the rosy scents, she could detect markings of another kind - she was unsure if who they belonged to would be hostile or forgiving of her trespassing.
If she strayed further, the endless green gave way to lands spotted with pretty pinks and blues, colors she had never seen before in such variety but reveled in nonetheless. Her nose twitched as she leaned down to breathe a flower in, sneezing immediately after. She had marred the smell, but the reminder of it clung to her sweetly. Unfortunately, this warmth could not be spread to the slight fit she had afterwards, the pollen evoking a sneezing frenzy out of her small body. "Goodness," she cursed.
The clouded leopard was a little lost, admittedly. It was only a good hour afterwards that she admitted to defeat, wandering in circles just to sit in the field and ogle what she could. Underneath the rosy scents, she could detect markings of another kind - she was unsure if who they belonged to would be hostile or forgiving of her trespassing.