Post by Lilythe Rivers on Apr 8, 2015 3:59:24 GMT
Lilythe sighed and slowly sat up. She really needed to get a new blanket, the one she had currently was full of holes and didn't do much to keep her warm. This meant another trip into Maidenpool, which made her groan loudly. She hated visiting the city. The amount of people made her uncomfortable after living quietly in the forest for so long. She growled softly as she put the rope ladder leading up to her treehouse down through the small opening in her floor and slowly climbed down it.
She smiled as her feet hit the soft grass beneath her. If she needed a blanket, then she would need something to trade. For her this meant a few more days of peaceful hunting before having to face the bustling city she once lived in. The archer smiled and grabbed her bow from it's spot leaning against the tree. She pulled the string from her pocket and uncoiled it. Bracing the bow against the ground with her leg holding it in place she carefully bent the limbs enough to string the longbow.
With her weapon now strung and ready, she set off into the forest with it slung over her shoulder. It was the same old boring routine she had been following every day for the last six years. Wake up, check her traps, check her net in the river, hunt for a bit, practice her archery, and then go back to her treehouse to eat and sleep. It might not be the most exciting life, but it was quiet and peaceful. She stretched a bit as she reached the beginning of her line of traps. Luck was on her side it seemed, as the first trap in the line had a rabbit caught in it. The poor creature was still wiggling, trying desperate to get away. Lilythe put a stop to that rather quickly with her hunting knife. It was more of a dagger than a knife, but it worked for what she needed it too.
She reset the trap and threw the rabbit into her game bag. The string of carefully disguised, cleverly designed traps stretched on for about two miles only a few yards from a nearby riverbank. She followed the line, resetting traps that had anything caught in them and repairing ones that appeared damaged. She ended up with three rabbits by the time she reached the last of her traps. She'd have to move the line again soon, she usually caught more than this.
Setting her bag down by a nearby tree, Lilythe slowly crept down the river bank. She tugged on the rope attached to her net, hauling it into shore. It felt much heavier than usual, but the current didn't look that strong. 'Good, I have fish. I can definitely sell fish,' she thought, smirking as she finally managed to pull the net close enough to grab it and haul it onto the bank. The net was sturdy enough to transport the fish, so she carefully carried it up the bank, grabbed her other bag, and set off back to her treehouse.
She smiled as her feet hit the soft grass beneath her. If she needed a blanket, then she would need something to trade. For her this meant a few more days of peaceful hunting before having to face the bustling city she once lived in. The archer smiled and grabbed her bow from it's spot leaning against the tree. She pulled the string from her pocket and uncoiled it. Bracing the bow against the ground with her leg holding it in place she carefully bent the limbs enough to string the longbow.
With her weapon now strung and ready, she set off into the forest with it slung over her shoulder. It was the same old boring routine she had been following every day for the last six years. Wake up, check her traps, check her net in the river, hunt for a bit, practice her archery, and then go back to her treehouse to eat and sleep. It might not be the most exciting life, but it was quiet and peaceful. She stretched a bit as she reached the beginning of her line of traps. Luck was on her side it seemed, as the first trap in the line had a rabbit caught in it. The poor creature was still wiggling, trying desperate to get away. Lilythe put a stop to that rather quickly with her hunting knife. It was more of a dagger than a knife, but it worked for what she needed it too.
She reset the trap and threw the rabbit into her game bag. The string of carefully disguised, cleverly designed traps stretched on for about two miles only a few yards from a nearby riverbank. She followed the line, resetting traps that had anything caught in them and repairing ones that appeared damaged. She ended up with three rabbits by the time she reached the last of her traps. She'd have to move the line again soon, she usually caught more than this.
Setting her bag down by a nearby tree, Lilythe slowly crept down the river bank. She tugged on the rope attached to her net, hauling it into shore. It felt much heavier than usual, but the current didn't look that strong. 'Good, I have fish. I can definitely sell fish,' she thought, smirking as she finally managed to pull the net close enough to grab it and haul it onto the bank. The net was sturdy enough to transport the fish, so she carefully carried it up the bank, grabbed her other bag, and set off back to her treehouse.
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