[center][color=lightblue][b]Myra[/b]

Lapenzan [/color][/center]


[color=lightblue] Myra was knelt in front of a spring within the forests of Lapenzan, gently running her hand over the fur of a large white wolf as it lapped up water. "Drink up my darling."She mused to herself with a smile. She had been in the woods a good two days now despite warnings of it being dangerous. She had been doing this since young. After her parents' sudden passing, Myra had started acted rather strange in the opinions of the other humans in Lapenzan. She had crowned her messy fair hair with a random assortment of flowers and did not seem to care about getting rather pretty dress dirty. The girl was not looking around her much but was listening more than one might think.[/color]