Timestamp: Fall 14, 515 AV
Talya had done it again, she had left the civilized world behind and ventured into the wilderness. When she looked up, all there was to see was a soft blue sky, blanketed occasionally with a mixture of fluffy white clouds, and far wispier ones. The sun was rising toward its noon time position, and looked to be a little less than halfway there. She supposed it was somewhere in the realm of eight in the morning. There weren't many birds in the sky- a few geese, a few smaller songbirds that Talya could not recognize. There shadows crawled across the tops of the trees; the leaves that rustled in the wind. Still, largely green, although tones of bright orange, red, and yellow, were beginning to intersperse with what had already been. The sun shadowed them, darkening their feathers into periodic silhouettes, which soon faded back into tones of beige, grey, brown, even the occasional streak of blue or red. She smiled up at them, as she listened to them chirp, their tones not strong or consistent enough to compose a full length song. But Talya didn't mind, their company was still nice, she found, as she meandered through the trees, her feet idly following the rises and falls within the uneven terrain- marked often by patches of rock, wildflowers, shrubberies and grass, if not simply hard packed soil. Parched from lack of recent rains. Of course, there were the trees too- largely oaks, by the look of things.
Talya continued down the slope of a small hill, following an unmarked path that she had set herself. She liked coming out here, into the Wildlands, she realized, as she moved left around a tree that blocked her way. It was peaceful, she got to see things she couldn't when she was back in the city, and she got to be alone, which was nice, when you were most often used to being surrounded by all number and all sorts of different people. She smiled as she took a deep breath in through her nose, and out through her mouth, before continuing on for the better portion of an hour. After which point, she stopped outside the brink of a clearing. It was smaller than the ones she tended to choose for her purposes, but for today's purposes, she supposed it would do. It was roughly circular, perhaps six feet all around. It was ringed by a mixture of trees and stone, and looked to be pretty well secluded. At its center were patches of grass, as well as areas blanketed entirely in soil. She knew this would help, as it meant the ground was more even- although the fact that it rested on an area next to a small slope helped some. With this in mind, the Ethaefal set her bag and all of her belongings down beside a slender tree. She then entered the clearing, and began to take another look around.
Talya noticed that there were a mixture of types of trees around the clearing. Some were taller, some were smaller, some were wider, some were more narrow. She scratched her chin- considering how she wanted to challenge herself today, as far as the making of a shelter was concerned, she knew she would need something wider to work with. She took another quick look, and then chose the fattest tree. It was against its side that she would build a shelter. To do this- she would need a few things- longer logs, to make the full body of the shelter, mud and dirt to pack things in place, and then small twigs and leaves to fill in spaces, and also, give something for the mud and dirt to cling to when she packed it. The presence of the tree would serve as a support, and give her less to have to build. It may also be a little less comfortable, if a lot of roots were above ground, but she thought she had chosen wisely- a tree where that didn't seem to be the case. Smiling to herself, as she was pleased, Talya moved away from the clearing and into the forest, in search for logs to use. Since they were heaviest, she wanted to get their finding out of the way first. She kept her eyes peeled, set on the ground as she moved. She picked up one stick within an instant, and then another, before moving on, deeper into the forest.
Talya had done it again, she had left the civilized world behind and ventured into the wilderness. When she looked up, all there was to see was a soft blue sky, blanketed occasionally with a mixture of fluffy white clouds, and far wispier ones. The sun was rising toward its noon time position, and looked to be a little less than halfway there. She supposed it was somewhere in the realm of eight in the morning. There weren't many birds in the sky- a few geese, a few smaller songbirds that Talya could not recognize. There shadows crawled across the tops of the trees; the leaves that rustled in the wind. Still, largely green, although tones of bright orange, red, and yellow, were beginning to intersperse with what had already been. The sun shadowed them, darkening their feathers into periodic silhouettes, which soon faded back into tones of beige, grey, brown, even the occasional streak of blue or red. She smiled up at them, as she listened to them chirp, their tones not strong or consistent enough to compose a full length song. But Talya didn't mind, their company was still nice, she found, as she meandered through the trees, her feet idly following the rises and falls within the uneven terrain- marked often by patches of rock, wildflowers, shrubberies and grass, if not simply hard packed soil. Parched from lack of recent rains. Of course, there were the trees too- largely oaks, by the look of things.
Talya continued down the slope of a small hill, following an unmarked path that she had set herself. She liked coming out here, into the Wildlands, she realized, as she moved left around a tree that blocked her way. It was peaceful, she got to see things she couldn't when she was back in the city, and she got to be alone, which was nice, when you were most often used to being surrounded by all number and all sorts of different people. She smiled as she took a deep breath in through her nose, and out through her mouth, before continuing on for the better portion of an hour. After which point, she stopped outside the brink of a clearing. It was smaller than the ones she tended to choose for her purposes, but for today's purposes, she supposed it would do. It was roughly circular, perhaps six feet all around. It was ringed by a mixture of trees and stone, and looked to be pretty well secluded. At its center were patches of grass, as well as areas blanketed entirely in soil. She knew this would help, as it meant the ground was more even- although the fact that it rested on an area next to a small slope helped some. With this in mind, the Ethaefal set her bag and all of her belongings down beside a slender tree. She then entered the clearing, and began to take another look around.
Talya noticed that there were a mixture of types of trees around the clearing. Some were taller, some were smaller, some were wider, some were more narrow. She scratched her chin- considering how she wanted to challenge herself today, as far as the making of a shelter was concerned, she knew she would need something wider to work with. She took another quick look, and then chose the fattest tree. It was against its side that she would build a shelter. To do this- she would need a few things- longer logs, to make the full body of the shelter, mud and dirt to pack things in place, and then small twigs and leaves to fill in spaces, and also, give something for the mud and dirt to cling to when she packed it. The presence of the tree would serve as a support, and give her less to have to build. It may also be a little less comfortable, if a lot of roots were above ground, but she thought she had chosen wisely- a tree where that didn't seem to be the case. Smiling to herself, as she was pleased, Talya moved away from the clearing and into the forest, in search for logs to use. Since they were heaviest, she wanted to get their finding out of the way first. She kept her eyes peeled, set on the ground as she moved. She picked up one stick within an instant, and then another, before moving on, deeper into the forest.