Post by Samantha on May 22, 2016 1:26:00 GMT
The river burbled at her back. Prism's scales were still dripping from her recent attempts to fish there, and her face still hot with indignation. She was a good fisher! Back in her father and mother's lands, she practically lived off fish some weeks, when the terrestrial prey was particularly tasteless. So why was this river proving so troublesome?
At least Kess hadn't been around to see her failure. She doubted even he could make such a situation entertaining.
She shook herself once more and squinted into the sun, trying to get her bearings based on what little of their guide's words she actually recalled. More strongly than anything else, Prism remembered him mentioning a great tree- a willow, which could apparently answer your most pressing questions. Which was nonsense of course- if trees could talk, her mother would certainly have mentioned it! Nonetheless, she had to admit that she was curious. Prism wanted to see this tree. So what if it was supposed to be a race? Kess was off wasting time with that guide, so she certainly had time to enjoy this territory in her own fashion.
Unfortunately, the dragoness couldn't remember how she was supposed to find this willow thing. Something about some plains, which she was probably looking at right now, and some...eyes? Eyes in the trees? Those might be trees in the distance, she thought. And so, with something resembling a concrete goal in mind at last, Prism set off on the next phase of her first true adventure away from home.
***
Notes: Any discussion and planning can be done here.
Don't worry too much about turn order in this one, as long as you're not posting twice as much as everyone else we should be fine. =P
Tagging Twilight for mentions of Kession.