[@Dragooon][@Lord Zee][@Deyedreamer][@Polaris North]

Octavia flinched as she heard someone come up from behind her. However, it was the unsheathing of a blade that truly terrified her. Panicked, she broke out into a full on sprint. Despite her weak appearance, she was actually quite fast. At least, fast enough to outrun her threat, she was. She ran deeper and deeper into the dark woods, desperately trying to get away from the danger behind her.

Octavia soon found a pitch black, hollowed out part of a tree, far out of her persuer's immediate reach, where she could hide. She looked around her and saw no one, the coast was clear. She quickly flapped her wings a few times to reach the hollowed out hole. Once inside, she folded up her wings behind her cloak. She pulled her hood over her face and curled up into a trembling ball. Her persuer wouldn't be able to find her here.

The veil of frost had grown over most of Octavia's soft, pale skin and the steam that escaped her lips had grown thick between exasperated breathes. Her body shook of fear and the growing cold. Around her trembling form grew several small mushrooms, a breed unfamiliar to the young angel. She reached down in carefully picked one and stared at it as she waited for the threat to pass, or at least, she hoped it would pass. [color=ed1c24]"I'm such a fool...! Coming into the world of darkness...! Now I'm going to die...!"[/color] She whispered softly, her voice barely audible, yet filled with fear.