Post by Zarin on Mar 25, 2005 23:50:55 GMT -5
((Oooh, it's my first rp post with this character... come to think of it, it's one of my first rp posts at all. 
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It was a clear afternoon in early spring, with the kind of crisp, chilly weather customary to that time of year. The forest was beginning to wake up for spring; a few birds were chirping, and you could see tiny buds on the trees.
A lone squirrel wandered along on a path in the forest, clutching her cloak a bit tighter around her shoulders as a gust of wind blew in from the north. Sangle shivered slightly and began to wonder where she would sleep that night. She hoped she would find a hollow tree or something of that sort; it was going to be too cold to stay out in the open.
Throughout her journeying through the forest, Sangle came upon several forks in the path and found herself on paths gradually more well-worn than those previous. Eventually she came to one that was so worn down that it was a few inches below the rest of the ground. It must lead to something, she thought. She could see the glimmerings of sunlight up ahead, it seemed like a long sort of clearing.
Emerging from the relatively dark forest into the clearing, she paused and let the sunlight warm her face, so welcome after the chill of the forest. Glancing around, Sangle gasped slightly as her gaze fell upon a gigantic building made of red stone. It was beautiful, almost glowing in the sun. It brought to mind something she had heard of a… what was it? Redwall Abbey, yes. As she thought further, she recalled that it was in the part of the countryside that she was in. Could this be it? Well, of course. It must be, surely no other building would better fit the name. It was a place of wonderful hospitality, she’d heard, with food and drink no words could describe. This sounded like just the place she needed.
Sangle walked slowly to the great, formidable door of the Abbey. What should she do, knock? Would they hear her? Taking a deep breath she raised a paw and tapped hesitantly on the door two or three times. Silly, they probably didn’t hear you, she thought after waiting several minutes for a response that did not come. Steeling herself again, she rapped firmly on the door several times and waited for an answer.
))It was a clear afternoon in early spring, with the kind of crisp, chilly weather customary to that time of year. The forest was beginning to wake up for spring; a few birds were chirping, and you could see tiny buds on the trees.
A lone squirrel wandered along on a path in the forest, clutching her cloak a bit tighter around her shoulders as a gust of wind blew in from the north. Sangle shivered slightly and began to wonder where she would sleep that night. She hoped she would find a hollow tree or something of that sort; it was going to be too cold to stay out in the open.
Throughout her journeying through the forest, Sangle came upon several forks in the path and found herself on paths gradually more well-worn than those previous. Eventually she came to one that was so worn down that it was a few inches below the rest of the ground. It must lead to something, she thought. She could see the glimmerings of sunlight up ahead, it seemed like a long sort of clearing.
Emerging from the relatively dark forest into the clearing, she paused and let the sunlight warm her face, so welcome after the chill of the forest. Glancing around, Sangle gasped slightly as her gaze fell upon a gigantic building made of red stone. It was beautiful, almost glowing in the sun. It brought to mind something she had heard of a… what was it? Redwall Abbey, yes. As she thought further, she recalled that it was in the part of the countryside that she was in. Could this be it? Well, of course. It must be, surely no other building would better fit the name. It was a place of wonderful hospitality, she’d heard, with food and drink no words could describe. This sounded like just the place she needed.
Sangle walked slowly to the great, formidable door of the Abbey. What should she do, knock? Would they hear her? Taking a deep breath she raised a paw and tapped hesitantly on the door two or three times. Silly, they probably didn’t hear you, she thought after waiting several minutes for a response that did not come. Steeling herself again, she rapped firmly on the door several times and waited for an answer.
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