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Characters: Vanille and Open!
Content: Whilst enjoying the Pridelands, Vanille comes across a certain rock.
Setting: The Pridelands, on Pride Rock.
Time: Mid-Morning.
Warnings: Illogical happenings.
The sun hadn't even risen yet when Vanille vacated her bed and hurried through her morning routine. Once she was outside, she stretched her hands towards the sky and sighed deeply. With all the talk about an African plain where strange animals frequented, Vanille had decided to check the place out for herself. But she knew she would have to get an early start. Plains like that weren't usually close to castles or cities, right?
Yet it wasn't long before she found said plain. Or, rather, a plain. There was no sign that said "Welcome, you have now entered the Pridelands", which she found quite disappointing. Then again, Vanille reasoned that animals couldn't read - much less write. Therefore, the redhead stretched her legs and walked through the plain at a leisurely pace.
"It's beautiful!" she announced, pausing to bounce giddily on her toes. As she bounced, however, she noticed something oddly shaped in the distance. Tilting her head, she narrowed her green eyes and tried to make it out. What was that? Was that...a rock?
In the next moment, Vanille was hurrying towards said rock. When she was close enough to climb it, that was precisely what she did. A few times, she stumbled or got her foot caught, but over-all the climb was uneventful. At least it was uneventful until she reached the top. The view the rock afforded her was...
Well.
Words didn't quite describe it.
Curling up on the very tip of Pride Rock, Vanille sighed contentedly.
Content: Whilst enjoying the Pridelands, Vanille comes across a certain rock.
Setting: The Pridelands, on Pride Rock.
Time: Mid-Morning.
Warnings: Illogical happenings.
The sun hadn't even risen yet when Vanille vacated her bed and hurried through her morning routine. Once she was outside, she stretched her hands towards the sky and sighed deeply. With all the talk about an African plain where strange animals frequented, Vanille had decided to check the place out for herself. But she knew she would have to get an early start. Plains like that weren't usually close to castles or cities, right?
Yet it wasn't long before she found said plain. Or, rather, a plain. There was no sign that said "Welcome, you have now entered the Pridelands", which she found quite disappointing. Then again, Vanille reasoned that animals couldn't read - much less write. Therefore, the redhead stretched her legs and walked through the plain at a leisurely pace.
"It's beautiful!" she announced, pausing to bounce giddily on her toes. As she bounced, however, she noticed something oddly shaped in the distance. Tilting her head, she narrowed her green eyes and tried to make it out. What was that? Was that...a rock?
In the next moment, Vanille was hurrying towards said rock. When she was close enough to climb it, that was precisely what she did. A few times, she stumbled or got her foot caught, but over-all the climb was uneventful. At least it was uneventful until she reached the top. The view the rock afforded her was...
Well.
Words didn't quite describe it.
Curling up on the very tip of Pride Rock, Vanille sighed contentedly.