TRANSMIT - initiate the memory of trees signal - RECEIVE - initiate the midsummer frequency - PARTY ANIMALS LIVE IN WOODS - initiate the smiling mask disguise - GIFTS ARE TO BE GIVEN OR TAKEN - initiate the finders keepers rule - THE MERRY WANDERER OF THE NIGHT GOT LOST IN FOG - initiate the oneiric vibes - WITNESS - The Sleeper Agent
Jasmine Gingerlet, Ealdwick, London. What do we know about her?
Well, above all that is a false name. There are no records that such person even exist, except the very recent ones. No birth certificate, no police records, not even a driving licence. So either this is just a poor cover or she was born in a cave. Also, it's noteworthy to mention this person is registered in the Morninglight files under four different profiles. I doubt any of those names she used were real either.
From the reliable sources, i.e. our agents
My guess? I don't guess, I work with the facts. And the evidence indicates she's some sort of sleeper agent with unknown assignment. Yet. Better be careful what information you pass on her. Not that there is a reason you should not be careful about any information you're giving out, ever.
A flicker of movement, as something leaped out of the ditch at the Crying Idol. That would caught the interest of anyone looking in that direction. And quite soon they would realize it was just a small doe, who is full of energy after taking a refreshing shower in the waterfall of the Idol's tears. A smart idea in these hot days. However, there was no one watching this little red giglet at that moment. But she was about to observe the surroundings soon.
Foxbrow shook off the water from her fur like a dog, creating a brief feeling of a rain around her. Then she stretched a bit her legs before turning her attention from herself to the surrounding world again. With a mild smile on her cheeks, the red doe looked down the stream, pondering what kind of entertainment the Forest has to offer right now. She noticed a lonely stag sitting near the bridge, staring the pond in a drowsy way. Sure, she can jump to him to make him company, but that's not the kind of thrill she's looking for right now. And what about the shores of the Pond? She can clearly see some lovely couples there and a pack of fawns playing in the puddles of mud. Now that's something that sounds exciting!
All excited about the idea of playing with a bunch of fawns in muddy shore, Foxbrow set off for the Pond down the hill. She was just about to make the first few steps when she realized that rolling in a mud right after taking a shower probably isn't the best idea. Not that this prankful doe would be that keen about anything related to hygiene, but still...
At the very same moment her ears twitched as a familiar sound reached to her from behind - the sound of deer hooves thumping the ground. Foxbrow turned with a pleasant and excited expression of someone, who has just got lucky to hit the jackpot.
"Tag game!" ran through her head when she saw the pack of deer, both old and young, running through the woods.
Without any further hesitating, Foxbrow ran to them with the intention to join their game. After a while she caught up with them, and jumped right into the game, yelling loudly "Veeee!" all around. She had no clue who had been tagged right now, but that is something she'll figure out during the play. After all, it changes quite often. Meanwhile she jumped, ran in circles and frolicked around the group, that was still moving in one direction.
In all the joy of the game, she has probably missed being tagged, because suddenly all the deer, that held tight together in the group, scattered and ran away from her, each of them in another direction. At fist she tried to catch them and chase them back together, but soon she realized the game is probably over. That's a pity.
But wait! Now that the whole group was away, she noticed clearly the sound of someone running towards her from behind. "So guess it was not me, who got tagged after all." she thought to herself, speeding her tempo again.
Suddenly silent
Turn on a dime
None in sight
Cautious
Hit hard
Confusion
Blind dance
- to the birches - tall grass -
Dwarven battle roll
Underbelly rack stack
Part 2:
Part 2: title?
free ride
getting loose
on a run again
to the ruins
jumping over and on pillars
high chase
down the cage
slippy bones - cut!
Part 3: Ex Machina
Dormant stag
disturbed
climbing up the tower to safety
watching from above
anger?
Push, slow but unstoppable
Cut!
Part 4: Finders Keeprs
visible
mock the cage
kiss back
Skyfall
Finders Keeprs
Part 1: dreamscape
Laying on something soft, Foxbrow opened her eyes only to see a bright light first and then the vast darkness beyond.
A plain of gray sand running endlessly to the horizons all around, not with a single tree or a stone sticking from the even surface. Just the sand and dark blue sky above. There were also no stars or moons to brighten the scenery, yet there was a source of light. A large sphere made of light hovering only a few steps above the sand, emiting a warm golden light that felt so unnatural in this land.
And the red doe sitting inside this bubble. Trapped? No, she was sheltered.
At first, she was just sitting in the sphere, staring through the barrier at the strange landscape like if her green eyes tried to pierce the darkness or tear down the illusion of endless space. But then Foxbrow spoke to herself in disbelief: "This is not my dream out there."
A few moments later, after pondering about all the possible things that caused her to appear in this middle of nowhere, she added with a much more confident tone: "Let's find out whose it is."
The doe stood up in the sphere and with mere hint of a step, the piece of the floating light mowed down till it reached the ground. Then it suddenly plopped like a bubble and all the light surrounding her now shrank into a small orb tied with a string to one of her antlers, hidden under the other decorative plumage on Foxbrow's head.
