Post by Terrestrial on Apr 10, 2011 18:02:04 GMT -5
Ascending Air 1,
*In a copse of trees near the Manse in Ramoth, humming merrily while she worked, was a purple-haired woman in early adulthood, her skin sun-kissed from hours outside. Her hair was pulled back into a braid that had flowers woven into it, and her clothes were practical and covered in a thin layer of dirt, just like her arms and legs. She wasn't wearing any shoes and her pants were cut off halfway up the thighs with loops on them holding a few different gardening tools. Her shirt was a simple sleeveless sheath that didn't encumber her movement but kept her decent and unexposed. She was working on a bunch of trees,weaving and braiding them together so that there was a hollow center. As soon as she was done the pile of her things that had been sitting outside all day while she worked would go in, save for the vast array of plants that were sunning themselves in anticipation of being planted.
More interested in gardening, as soon as she was finished with her new home the woman hastily dropped all of her personals inside and pulled down the thick carpet of leaves and vines that served as her door shut. Then she skipped excitedly over to the front yard and began sorting, arranging, and planting her garden. This was going to be a wonderful day, and she was especially happy that no one could ever take her baby away from her again. Hmm... the climbing plants would need some trellises.. That means a trip to town once she finished up here..*
*In a copse of trees near the Manse in Ramoth, humming merrily while she worked, was a purple-haired woman in early adulthood, her skin sun-kissed from hours outside. Her hair was pulled back into a braid that had flowers woven into it, and her clothes were practical and covered in a thin layer of dirt, just like her arms and legs. She wasn't wearing any shoes and her pants were cut off halfway up the thighs with loops on them holding a few different gardening tools. Her shirt was a simple sleeveless sheath that didn't encumber her movement but kept her decent and unexposed. She was working on a bunch of trees,weaving and braiding them together so that there was a hollow center. As soon as she was done the pile of her things that had been sitting outside all day while she worked would go in, save for the vast array of plants that were sunning themselves in anticipation of being planted.
More interested in gardening, as soon as she was finished with her new home the woman hastily dropped all of her personals inside and pulled down the thick carpet of leaves and vines that served as her door shut. Then she skipped excitedly over to the front yard and began sorting, arranging, and planting her garden. This was going to be a wonderful day, and she was especially happy that no one could ever take her baby away from her again. Hmm... the climbing plants would need some trellises.. That means a trip to town once she finished up here..*