<span style="color: #00BF00">OOC note :3 <br/>Oh wow, I love that whole Gypsy carnival idea!! Sounds so eery yet exciting! Well for Zaylee she is 5Ft in height, 17 years old, has long brown hair halfway down her back, at the moment really skinny, but once she eats more and gets back to her normal weight she still has a very petite frame, blue eyes and quite shy but has outbursts from time to time. I'm really excited to get this show on the road! :)</span><br/><br/><br/>She had goosebumps all over her skin, well that's what happens when you have next to no body fat. She had the uneasy feeling that someone<span style="font-style: italic">something</span>was watching her. Her eyes widened in fear, she slowly looked around herself, taking in her surroundings, she could see nothing that was a threat to her but the feeling wouldn't pass her.<br/><br/>Another shiver ran through her body, she crossed her arms over her chest in a futile attempt to keep remotely warm although there was no hope of getting warm out here.<br/>Zaylee knew that she would have to find some where else to stay, that was obvious, but with the way that she looked she didn't think her just turning up into a town would work.<br/>She peered around at her surroundings again and heard the low rumbling growl.<br/>She let out a small whimper and her heart rate increased.<br/>She searched the ground for the largest stick possible and then when she found it decided on picking up the second largest instead, no point in a weapon if she couldn't carry it, right?<br/><br/>"H-h-hello?"<br/>Her voice came out quiet as a whisper so she tried again.<br/>"Please leave me alone"<br/>There, that was better. Nice and clear.<br/>She very shakily stood up and could feel the hot searing pain in the backs of her logs, as if her bones had been replaced with hot burning metal.<br/>The grubby shirt fell to mid-thigh, she saw this as a large disadvantage, she could barely even lift her arms up without exposing herself, and she had no intentions of flashing whoever, whatever she was currently about to come face to face with.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">Wolf</span><br/>That's what she saw emerge from the bushes. She dropped the stick in shock and fear combined, her heart was racing and her breath came out quick and raspy.<br/>She took a few steps backwards and reached a tree, she ducked behind it and peered out from the side, what were it's intentions?<br/>Just passing through the forest or on the hunt for easy pray?<br/>The only thing between the two of them were a few steps and a tree, if this wolf had it's sights set on her for a meal Zaylee knew she was screwed.<br/>If only she could have been happy when she died.<br/>Not like this.<br/>No one would even notice she was dead let alone miss her.<br/>She didn't want to die here, not in this way.<br/>She took a few more steps back, cautiously watching the wolf the entire time. She took a closer look, if it had wanted to kill her, shouldn't she be dead by now?