Blue hues would shut as she laughed, swinging down with her green tunic flapping with the brief breeze coming from her descent.
It happened rarely that someone would wander into Faron Woods. Mostly filled with old memories, finding a lost soul was a very new experience.
Robin smiled and straightened her attire.
“I’m gonna repeat it again- are you lost? Or just wandering the woods unprotected for fun?”
Mark still was’t sure what was going on not
even when the person swung down before
him. He blinked some at the appearance.
“I’m going to say lost. Because
none of this looks familiar.”
“Why would I need to be protected?
It’s just a forest isn’t it?”
Mark inquired before noticing the type of
clothes that were on the person. Odd
He’s seen those before, he’s sure of it.