by Frosttheleopard » Tue May 29, 2012 3:10 pm
Frost silently wandered away, surprisingly quiet, and unnoticed, she had amazing stealth! Frost walked carefully and quietly to the lone tree, she was born in Uzbekistan, one of the few like her born there, some how, she got here, she spoke in her native language, Uzbek language, a type of Turkic language, she said "The mountains are where you belong brother, i wish i could come, but alas, i have a flurry, one day, you will see me again" she said in her first language, no one that couldn't speak her language could understand her, it being strange