The Hunt (Closed)
Spyte shivered slightly, the air around her had suddenly dropped in temperature. She could only assume this meant that night had fallen, that or someone was playing tricks. She pulled the hood of her cloak more securely over her eyes. She was in someone's territory, and it concerned her greatly to be intruding upon this person's domain. It was, however, necessary for her to be here. She had heard of an artifact that possibly existed in this particular forest. One that could greatly alleviate many of her problems, should she be able to find it that is.
Her foot landed heavily on a twig, it snapped loudly into the night. She tensed. Spyte hoped she hadn't brought unwanted attention to herself. She had been traveling along this path for sometime now and hoped to come across the person who lived here shortly. She didn't want to startle them, that could end badly on both accounts.
All she wanted was to be able to search this forest in peace. She hoped whoever lived in the home that loomed before her would allow it.