Forest

[*~Trent~*]

Thick undergrowth, and leafy trees, its filled with life. You must look closely to see it, but there is usually a mouse at the roots of a tree, or a bird in the bushes, or a squirrel nibbling on an acorn on the ground. Hunting is good, and so is the search for herbs.

[*~Trent~*]

Fallenleaf walked through the forest, edging off the faint trails her ancestors trod on. She kept her eyes alert, searching for new stocks of herbs. Hopefully a new clump of Juniper would be found, the one that she usually visited was eaten up by birds.