Waverly Rebecca Montrose-Nash (darkestmoon) wrote in summerview, @ 2018-12-30 18:52:00 |
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Entry tags: | daniel correlli, parker woodward |
Through the Woods...
It wasn't an irregular occurrence. There were many times (read: more than a lot) that Parker let herself get lost in the woods. They'd always called to her. Times when the woods were the perfect getaway. The way the sunlight filtered through the trees. The way the creatures made various sounds even when they sensed something else around. The way the trees and plants and nature in general eventually overrtook everything. If Parker were honest with herself, it was that last fact that gave her the most solace. The fact that, no matter what, nature would always take what was hers again. It called to the beast inside of her. Reminded her that even something that looked the most unassuming could rise up given time and make even steel bend. It was why she chose to run through the woods when she ran. Because there were always new obstructions. New growths. New obstacles to jump or duck or shield herself from. It kept her alert. Kept her able to think on her feet so that she could do the same as Ivaylo. Simple things like this were what helped her cultivate her skills in an effort to better both her life as Parker and her abilities as Ivaylo. She ran as fast as her feet could take her. Sprinting at speeds that humans could never reach. She could feel the blood pumping in her veins, her heart rate, the absence of any singular focus of thought other than 'dodge the obstacles'. However, the sound of snapping twigs also had her coming to a complete halt. Someone else was here... |