ebs and flows

 

 A summer's morning stretched out before Elenora. Of course, sleeping in was never an option for her. After a certain point in the morning, she'd just toss and turn. Usually around dawn, when the birds started to sing, they awoke her. It was nice to wake up to a soft melody rather than being pushed around and forced up to go hunting by her siblings. The doe took a long breath of the fresh air that cascaded from the mountains. From the side of the plains, she was working her way up them. She could still see their golden grasses behind her, cheering her on. She wouldn't be gone long, but she was searching for something. 

 Coneflower. Elenora had caught wind of an herb that could help with anxiety, pain, and various other reasons. It could be very useful and she wanted to incorporate it into meals if she could, to help with an anxiety that ran through her. Maybe it would help others too! She hummed a soft tune as she skipped from rock to rock when needed and glided against the ground when she could. The doe came across a potent scent that stopped her in her tracks, getting a whiff of a scent border. In the distance, there was a body of water and greener pastures, but still chucked with rocks here and there. She huffed softly and glanced around, looking for the purple flower anywhere alongside the marker. 

 

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on elysium borders! for @Harper
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