Chaerin would make her way through the forest, passing trees and climbing over fallen trees, leaves crunching beneath her feet and the gentle gust of wind blowing making her hair blow back as she continued her journey.
She heard something and stopped, hearing crunching of leaves and cracks of sticks, it wasn’t her footsteps. She whipped her head around to see the other as she jumped slightly, “holy-…where did you come from? Are you following me or something?”
/ hope this is good. Sometimes I’m not very good at writing out long starters for rps