waking up

Her feet pound against the ground and branches snap and crash to the ground, adrenaline powers shae as she bears down on the attacker. A knife to the back should do the trick she thinks. Her attack lands perfectly, flour bursts into the air and mixes with the wet mud. " This will take forever to clean up" Shae groans. she'd never learn to fight like this. shae picks the 'attacker' up and returns it to the pantry. shae sits and listens to the water trikle down the mountain side, the chirp of birds in the forest, the clink of ice in the water, and the crash of waves on her beach. Her little world was perfect, Shae wished that she could sit and enjoy it but she needs to tend to her crops. A sharp noise clips the air "Sherry!" shae yawns, her best friend, well her only friend just can't stay off the ice. Shae hops from iceberg to ice drift and picks her friend from the water the cat shivers from the cold and yowls grumpily at her. "oh you silly little cat." Shae dry sherry off and lays her onto the bed. "Stay here, i need to work."

shae slides down the banister and out her door, watering her crops and showering in the hot springs then caring for her hen's. " I live in a wonderful place, I have no right to be sad... but i am" sherry purrs and shae strokes her "and now I'm talking to a cat."