Dana is a tree hugger (nimfa) wrote in st_margarets, @ 2015-11-27 16:32:00 |
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They day passed quickly and night fell. The full moon waned and so that meant the night no longer belonged to only the weres. It allowed Dana to go into the forest and to spend time there among her friends. She also had gone out for a little food. Since the son vanished behind the horizon, it meant that her feet would turn into roots and she would take her meal that way instead of through photosynthesis. Dana preferred the feeling of the sun over her face and skin, but she also enjoyed the night. The moon was still full enough to give off plenty of light for her to see rather clearly in the night as well. Since parting ways with Ellie earlier, Dana had yet to return to the school and likely would at some point before dawn. However, she felt disinclined to rush. Humming softly to herself, Dana sat on the ground, looking like a wild thing. Like she appeared out of the ground instead of coming there herself to sit. She'd taken a nap before so dead leaves stuck to her hair, where many of them had already fallen out. Her hands were stained by earth and so was a lot of the rest of her. She brought up leaves to look at them in the pale moonlight. The edges curled from being wet and drying that way and she breathed in the scent of nature. She wasn't really doing anything in particular other than enjoying being in her element. She honestly thought she was alone as well. Not many people ventured into the woods at night after the weres were out. Save for a few vampires who had nothing better to do with their time. It wasn't until she heard the crunch of leaves and the snapping of a twig that she finally noticed she wasn't by herself. Dana put the leaf down and looked about for who it might be. It couldn't be a vampire, because they didn't really make noises, unless they were hunting, and even then, the best vampires, she discovered, knew how to hunt without even rustling up any leaves. And it wasn't Leon. If it was Leon, she would know immediately as her blue eyes then focused on a shape. "Hello," she said in greeting, her usual cheerfulness shining through, despite how tired she sort of felt. Dana didn't recognize the face though and she wondered if the person was new. New students this far into the year wasn't terribly uncommon, but it also wasn't an everyday occurrence. Rising to her feet, she walked toward the boy until she came to stand before him a little close, "My name is Dana. Who are you?" |