wingedbrunette is lost in the Darkroot Garden
The thief sat up in a tree, watching for any trespassers of the forest; sometimes, in his spare time (which was pretty much all the time), he would help Alvina and her Forest Hunters get rid of any unwanted visitors, such as those who were after the ring at the knight Artorias's grave.
The Darkroot Garden was a very dark, eerie and distorted forest; the land had no sense of time or diretion, for no sun ever rose here. It was almost impossible for one to see through the thick of the trees, and the fog was always low. The sense that anyone recieved when entering the forest was that of uneasiness and fear. Nobody in their right mind would come here voluntarily, unless they were looking for something.
Terres glanced around at the hidden hunters from underneath his hood, barely able to see them due to the Ring of Fog they wore. Fortunately, the day had been fairly quiet, considering they usually had two or three undead attempt to come through in greed. He decided to move to move closer to the door of Artorias, where the Hunters rarely went-- they usually kept their distance.
As he leapt between trees, he noticed a small figure near the ruined staircase that led up to the great door. Quickly bringing out his catalyst, he whispered a spell and casted Hidden Body on himself, cloaking his body in invisibility. Creeping closer and making himself comfortable on a branch, he curiously studied the figure with his catalyst in hand, only to come to find that it was a girl-- with large, white wings! It was a sight to behold-- but, just in case she was hostile, he waited to see what she would do.
