Post by naiomimika on Jan 9, 2011 21:39:04 GMT -5
Boom, pop, crackle, fizzle.
All those sounds and more came from the now roaring firepit. Omi had found herself a rather comfterble spot to curl up and relax with her back to a large log that had been dragged here long ago. A backpack of olive drab color sat opened, it's flap laying over her thigh.
Oddly enough she was in human form tonight. A rare thing indeed for the little kitsune. A pair of jeans clung to her legs and hips, a broad black belt matching black tanktop. An army jacket hung behind her, cushioning her lower back where it rested against the log.
Hair of that bright red was allowed to frame her face, a few strands falling into her eyes where they were ignored in favor of the book in her lap. Bright, vivid colors, hand drawn flowers and roots filled the book, a pencil in her hand as she scribbled under the current page, logging where she found the herb pictured above.
All those sounds and more came from the now roaring firepit. Omi had found herself a rather comfterble spot to curl up and relax with her back to a large log that had been dragged here long ago. A backpack of olive drab color sat opened, it's flap laying over her thigh.
Oddly enough she was in human form tonight. A rare thing indeed for the little kitsune. A pair of jeans clung to her legs and hips, a broad black belt matching black tanktop. An army jacket hung behind her, cushioning her lower back where it rested against the log.
Hair of that bright red was allowed to frame her face, a few strands falling into her eyes where they were ignored in favor of the book in her lap. Bright, vivid colors, hand drawn flowers and roots filled the book, a pencil in her hand as she scribbled under the current page, logging where she found the herb pictured above.