Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150928011955/@comment-27235572-20150928223243

Quinn giggled a bit, amused by the ironic humor of the statement. "A d-dryad, to be p-precise." She amended the comment, acknowledging that dryads were spirits of nature and could possibly be considered as plants.

"I h-haven't met any dryads m-myself, but t-they're supposed to b-be like plants..." Quinn noted thoughtfully, surprisingly calm since they were heading to an event that would must likely end up with her being scared out of her wits.

As they made to enter the venue, she stiffened suddenly, having the peculiar sensation of being watched from afar. Subtly turning her head, Quinn scanned the area, but spotted no one that would give her the willies. Must have been my imagination. Quinn reasoned, despite her inner voice screaming DANGER as loud as it could.

After all, she never thought about looking in the shadows for the green eye she had expected to see.