In a forest miles away there are people. People like you and me but have learned to live on the forest only. There is one in particular who is important. Her name is Eeetsama. She is the one who protects her town. She is called 'The Panther Arrow'. And likewise she only is there when they need her most. Her eyes glimmer at full moon nights turning silver as the scent of vanilla fills the air. Her bows turn silver at her touch and they do no less then hurt anything they lay their sharp points into. Her panther is her mount, always beside her or hunting. The duo rarely separate.
Colored Trees · Tue Aug 24, 2010 @ 02:39am · 0 Comments |