RE: The sky darkens with ash from a distant forest fire
Marian wrinkled her nose. As if the distant stink of smoke on the wind wasn't enough it looked as though this place had seen better days. By no means was the land beneath her paws a charred and blackened mess, but her sharp gaze was quick to notice the tell tale signs that a fire had once raged here. The ashes were long gone but hiding amongst the saplings she spotted a tree with gnarled branches and charred bark standing proud in the centre of a clearing. An oak tree and a stubborn one at that.
Padding close, Marian tipped her head up and squinted at the sky through it's branches. The longer she stayed in the Lore the more she couldn't help but wonder what was the allure of this place, there was nothing that outright grabbed her attention and wouldn't let it go. Maybe it was the mountaineer in her, the Selwyn blood coursing through her veins that had her yearning to look down at the world with an almighty scowl. Or and this was the most likely cause, the life of a loner was not all it's cracked up to be. She snorted, knowing full well her family back home would wag their paws and tell her they told her so.