Scarlet crept noiselessly into the forest. Well, there seemed to be no noise as she stepped along, but that might be because she couldn't hear. But she could never be sure.
Scarlet finally sat down on the cold hard ground beside a tree and rested her head against the trunk. The images tried to invade her thoughts and emcompass her, but she forced them back, just as she had been doing ever since the horrid death of her parents.
Sighing, she took the drawing pad out from where it had been tightly secured under her arm and then pulled a drawing pencil from behind her ear. She began to scetch a pair of rabbits that were fighting each other.
Scarlet finally sat down on the cold hard ground beside a tree and rested her head against the trunk. The images tried to invade her thoughts and emcompass her, but she forced them back, just as she had been doing ever since the horrid death of her parents.
Sighing, she took the drawing pad out from where it had been tightly secured under her arm and then pulled a drawing pencil from behind her ear. She began to scetch a pair of rabbits that were fighting each other.