|Vok:Scrolls of Eventuality |

Rani was out walking through the woods humming a small song to herself while trying to find herbs and berries for her shaman rituals.She stopped as she heard a odd sound of torn fabric whipping in the wind.The lioness glanced around as her eyes trailed the clearing.She soon spotted the dark veiled cloak and cautiously approached it.Rani soon recoiled back hissing in horror from the vibes she was getting off it.So she picked up a stick and got it out of the entrapment of tree branches.The cloak flopped on the ground beside her and she cautiously inhaled the scent while her eyes glazed over in complete horror.It couldn’t be,her old pride was nearby and they were probably searching for her.She picked up the cloak and dropped it in the stream so it could float away before she ran off to her tree and hid herself on the dark leaves.