Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-43957690-20191203185151/@comment-174.6.16.240-20191205000359

Gen was about to head off into the night, but she hesitated. She looked back at the feeble little tent of the healing centre.

She was always moving, never staying anywhere. Why couldn't she just stay one more day? Just until she could find something to help with her leg. How hard could it be to avoid one elf, anyway?

Gen climbed up a tree wincing as she put weight on her leg. She finally got up to a place were the branches met, and the space was hollowed out, probably were an old tree house used to be. SHe pulled herself the rest i the way up, dragging her injured leg behind her, and ajustded herself to a slightly comfortable position.

-Chloe