Leaderess of Terralux
Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Dec 26, 2009 12:27:12 GMT
*Ashnel scans the village square. There are few creatures around on the frosty mid-winter morning and for a brief moment the squirrel considers postphoning the expedition into the woodlands for a further day.*
*Deciding to wait for a while longer, he strolls towards the fountain, staring through the rim of ice at its edge until the sound of pawsteps on the other side of the square make him glance up sharply.*