<div class="floatleft">(https://i.ibb.co/Kz13f53/d3a3b3d81edce6df3ee09722700a3a39cf613598-hq.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Qiyanna Bosmer<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dunn Vale<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Derping with the Dougals<br/><br/>Sometimes the ground was just more comfortable than a proper bed. The soil reminded her that this world was much bigger than herself. She felt connected to the world around her. She smiled. Lying on her back she could clearly see the skies above her. Avian constructs soared overhead. Their shadows caressed her chocolate skin. One would think she was among them with the feathered furs that warmed her body.<br/><br/>The birds down on the ground were far different than the ones above. The big-headed flightless dougals clucked about the village living out their best lives possible. The villagers treated her and her party to several meals after their latest exploits: one of her favorites being an omelette made from their eggs.<br/><br/>Two of the bluish green birds shuffled away, feathers flapping frantically, with Symmian in hot pursuit. The canine creature barked happily as he chased the birds down. The girl sat up and wrapped her arms around her knees. She watched her canine companion playfully rouse the creatures and couldn't help but giggle at him. Symmian had been restless lately. He wasn't used to this much travel. It was nice to see he finally had a chance to blow off some steam. Maybe he would begin to actually enjoy being outside; spoiled little pup.<br/><br/>Qiyanna's eyes glanced in the direction of their next destination: The House under the Hill. Hesitation was present in them. Dealing with bandits was one thing, but those golems… that wasn't very fun. She wondered what other dangerous Numenera resided inside the house. Still. She made a promise to herself; to her new friends. She intended to keep that promise, even though she was scared.<br/><br/><br/>