[Caramel Flan]

Fauna stretched her arm out to another tree. It had been a long time since the demise of her village and over that amount of time she has been sprouting pure hatred towards the Nomads. She has had nightmares about how bad her home must have been thrashed, how horrible the deaths of her people were and even worse, the agonizing cries of her mother and father as they met with death. She shuttered a bit and flinched at the thought. She leaned over, putting her wait on her outstretched arm and the weight of the tree her arm was attached to. She took just a few slight breaths and regained her posture. She had to continue moving, towards who knows where but she just had to keep moving, she didn't know exactly what was in store ahead, but she had to be prepared for it.

(( I think that was a horrible intro post, not sure that I can reply if no one responds to me. D; I don't like posting just to post. I will keep tabs on this place. ))