This roleplay was originally named "What stories are made of", but I changed the title when I moved it over to avoid confusing the two links. I'm going to copy/paste all the posts myself rather than have Anrea and Reoakee have to do it with me. Here's a link to the roleplay in the old guild if staff want to check the authenticity.
Total word counts
Anrea: 574
jinxgirl5: 6396
Reoakee: 6724
Word count: 193
Total word counts
Anrea: 574
jinxgirl5: 6396
Reoakee: 6724
Word count: 193
Yabetz hummed silently under his breath as he trotted along in the sparse grass. These mountain areas really were dim and gloomy, but, as he had explained to his mate, faeries and other elusive creatures liked to hide in such places. Besides, a little bit of magic on the part of the mythical creature (or just a bit of careful tending), and one could create their own secluded little glade!
The mate in question, Yavie, was prancing along beside him. No matter how often he watched her, the masked fox still couldn't help but chuckle and the childlike glee with which she approached everything. In a way she was very childlike, and Yabetz had learned to be careful not to say anything that would cause Yavie's determined nature to put her in danger.
"Ah tell ye, Yavie, tis a fair harsh place tae be livin' in hereaboots! Ah canno' imagine what manner of beastie would want tae settle here! Tha' make it perfect fer finding sommat tha' doesn't want tae be seen." Yabetz nodded and looked around again. Passably livable, but horribly plain and none too hospitable. Yes, their search would start here!
((@Rea - They've found the mountains where Tamo and Cao are in Fire XD))