Date Posted:19:00:15 07/16/02 Tue Author: Zerena Subject: +exhaustion+
She slides into the room silently, vividly bright emerald eyes scan over the gathered people with the appearance of catching every minute detail in her surroundings. Sun streaked hair falls softly over nut brown shoulders and to her midback. Soft green died hide fits smoothly to her lithe form. Ivy spirals up upper arm. She unslings the long bow from her shoulders and collapses onto a couch, bare feet curled up beneath her.
