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She still remembered, the earliest years of her youth. She lived in a small cottage with her family tucked away in a quiet corner within the forest. As she wandered across the front yard of the nook, she saw the forest and deiced to take a walk to there to clear out her mind for a bit.

Down the beaten, old path she traveled along. Catching sight of the torn, and ruined cottage, the pink wynling started to panic as flash backs of the night came to her. The screeches of terror from her family and fire surrounding her. She knew to run, far from this wrenched forest that night. Bolting out along the trail she heard ungodly screeches of pain behind her, a clear sign she had to flee or else she'd die a horrible fate.

The wyngling somberly stood there, staring at the cottage slowly came back to reality. Tears streaming down her cheeks, she felt something nudge her elbow. She looked down to see a beautiful, blue runeboo looking back at her, it appeared to be quite concerned. Rosea sat down but then noticed another creature, a orange beeb. Strange that these two creatures would approach a wyngling just out of chance happened to be in the forest. But she was glad nonetheless they were here to comfort her.

Part one of exploring Rosea's backstory!

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Description

She still remembered, the earliest years of her youth. She lived in a small cottage with her family tucked away in a quiet corner within the forest. As she wandered across the front yard of the nook, she saw the forest and deiced to take a walk to there to clear out her mind for a bit.

Down the beaten, old path she traveled along. Catching sight of the torn, and ruined cottage, the pink wynling started to panic as flash backs of the night came to her. The screeches of terror from her family and fire surrounding her. She knew to run, far from this wrenched forest that night. Bolting out along the trail she heard ungodly screeches of pain behind her, a clear sign she had to flee or else she'd die a horrible fate.

The wyngling somberly stood there, staring at the cottage slowly came back to reality. Tears streaming down her cheeks, she felt something nudge her elbow. She looked down to see a beautiful, blue runeboo looking back at her, it appeared to be quite concerned. Rosea sat down but then noticed another creature, a orange beeb. Strange that these two creatures would approach a wyngling just out of chance happened to be in the forest. But she was glad nonetheless they were here to comfort her.

Part one of exploring Rosea's backstory!

8/152 wyns | Tracker: docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d…