thekingofthegoblins started following you
((HOW ARE ALL OF THESE JARETH'S FINDING ME! I LOOOOVVVEEE YYYOOOUUU! WELCOME! :D))
Snow White was quite a sight-she was running, her long black hair streaming behind her, chest heaving as she quickly breathed the chilly winter air around her, expertly jumping, ducking, and weaving through the obstacles in the forest. The shouting of the huntsmen could be heard behind her, and she carried her dagger, now dripping with blood when she had slashed at one of the huntsmen when he got to close.
She ran for a long time, but then she finally heard the sounds of the huntsmen die away. When the shouting was gone, she ran a bit more before leaning her slim figure against a tree, catching her breath. The blood from the dagger dripped from the tip of the blade to the snow-bright red against cold white, just like the color of her skin against the color of her lips. Snow White took a deep breath, closing her eyes, but then she heard someone walking in the snow ahead of her. She stood immediately, holding her dagger out in front of her, and the man before her certainly did not look like he was from Tabor but she was suspicious of him nonetheless. Her vibrant green eyes were steely as she asked "What is a stranger like yourself doing here in these woods? it is not safe to be here, especially at this time."
