dipper-pines-the-adventurer
d-i-pper
(✿) What was that? The girl had been exploring the woods again and had let her guard drop, removing her sunglasses. Rustling had caught her attention and now she was on edge. She was currently kneeling on the ground by a large tree with carvings, her dungarees covered in dirt and a few stains.
"Hello...?"
Her voice was timid and full of fear; fear that her cover may of been blown. Carefully she pushed up, standing up straight her head darting from side to side trying to work out where the noise was coming from.











