The mist poured out of the forest like a dream, covering it with its magical sparkle. Seen within the mist was a simple girl Valda, one with messy brown hair and dark brown eyes that were flat and expressionless. She wasn't a girl of countless beauty, but she wasn't the opposite of that either. In fact, she was rather plain. Wearing upon her body was a skin that she had tanned and stripped herself. The smell coming from her was a little gamey, since she didn't wash often. She was a woman close to nature, but not close to people. She needed a reason to keep herself clean, her wolf Bolt really didn't care how she smelled. Right now that was the only compainon she had. But she wasn't lonely, the creatures of the forest kept her company.<br/>Valda's ears pricked as she heard a sound in the forest, something was coming closer. It seemed like a yell. Someone was in trouble, and though she was alone she felt confident that she could take care of it. She was a well experienced druid, and though one she had traveled with a party curcimstances left her on her own.<br/>She remembered that day when they parted ways. It hadn't been a pleasant day at all, at least for her since it effected her personally. Someone she had trusted had joined the party after she begged the rest of the group to let her in. None of the others trusted her. Somehow with her wicked ways, she maniuplated the party on turning on each other. Soon nobody trusted anyone, and the party ended up going in seprate directions. It was a shame since she had a crush on one of the members, the first time she really had any feelings for anyone. Most of her life had been spent training to be a druid, though at first she hadn't wanted to be one.Her experience as a child had changed her mind though, and she became totally devoted to the arts. That is a story to perhaps be told another time.<br/>Valda stepped foward towards the noise to check it out, what would she find? The answer is as mysterious as the mist that was covering the forest.