5/30/2025, 2:54 AM
Skill : 「none」
Thread Title: Shrek: 「 I’m a believer 」
Sleeping Doe’s Range bordering Highshear Cliffs
Amaris
Lyra couldn’t recall what had happened between then and now.
She was running in a meadow, chasing the setting sun up a winding trail like she’d done dozens of times before. It was a place the girl knew well—every winding turn, ever oddly placed stone, every lifted tree root—but today it was different. There was a sudden drop off that had never been there before, causing Lyra to lose her footing when attempting to abruptly slow down.
The sight of a burning horizon, lit with vibrant oranges and pinks from the fading daylight, was the last stable view she had before the world became a twisting blur. Golden eyes blinked repeatedly, stealing glimpses of the tree trunks that rolled past—or more accurately that she was rolling past.
Peach and auburn fur grew ruffled with leaves and debris as she continued to somersault down the cliff side, a string of giggles and “oofs” escaping every so often. Lyra couldn’t predict when she’d stop or how, so when she collided full force with another there was no stopping the amused gleam in her golden gaze as she tried to catch her breath.
Thread Title: Shrek: 「 I’m a believer 」
Sleeping Doe’s Range bordering Highshear Cliffs
Amaris
Lyra couldn’t recall what had happened between then and now.
She was running in a meadow, chasing the setting sun up a winding trail like she’d done dozens of times before. It was a place the girl knew well—every winding turn, ever oddly placed stone, every lifted tree root—but today it was different. There was a sudden drop off that had never been there before, causing Lyra to lose her footing when attempting to abruptly slow down.
The sight of a burning horizon, lit with vibrant oranges and pinks from the fading daylight, was the last stable view she had before the world became a twisting blur. Golden eyes blinked repeatedly, stealing glimpses of the tree trunks that rolled past—or more accurately that she was rolling past.
Peach and auburn fur grew ruffled with leaves and debris as she continued to somersault down the cliff side, a string of giggles and “oofs” escaping every so often. Lyra couldn’t predict when she’d stop or how, so when she collided full force with another there was no stopping the amused gleam in her golden gaze as she tried to catch her breath.
Sorry ‘bout that,words broken by pants as she worked on getting rid of the dizzy spell that tipped her world unsteadily.