Thread: Rite of Passage -Broken Knight

Name Kaley height 5'5'' Weight 200 Eyes Silver Breast 44DD Hair Short Dark Brown hair Body marks Wolf Tattoo on left upper arm, Scar against her right collar bone Age 24 It was the cool crisp air that licked along her body as Kaley walked out from the cabin she was renting and hoping to buy from her landlord. The town was small and about a ten mile trip to the small town she worked in. Her landlord owned the small grocery store and hired her on the spot when she held several of his guests place the groceries in their cars. Her easy mannor and a way to keep things prept and on time was better then most of his employees who were to bsy thinking about how to ge out of the small town. It was well in Northern Calafornia near the Oregon border and a great turost spot when they held their harvest festivals each year. Which was comming up rather quickly. Her managerlandlord offered her a closer palce to live in the town. The cottage he offered was cute and perfect for someone else, but not her. Kaley craved the wildnerss and had for well over a couple years. Born and raised in Michiagn she had excelled in school but left at seventeen to join the Navy as a Mechanic. She had gone to Hawaii and then was transfered out due to a hand injury that later had to be reconstructed. Life brought her all sorts of change but nothing seemed to fit until she was dfrawn to this very place. By turning down the offer she asked for a place out in the woods and said she could drive to town in her little Ford 98 truck. It was decent and she loved it. Even with its beaten up side and some scratches, it was her baby. Her family was long gone. Dead to her after they could not model her into what they wanted. God this weather!! She piped with a smile as she shut the cabn door and locked it out of habit from being in the city too long. This evening she was wearing form fitting black jogging pants and grey New Balance shoes. A red pull over tank that hugged her chest. it was comfertable and easy to run in and keep her cool when needed. With her right hand she checked the time. It was a little after seven and nearly dark. If she hurried she could reach her favorite spot to watch the sun vanish into the earth and moon rise! Streaching she marvaled at the sounds and calmness of the forest. There were dangers but somehow she was never bothered and figued it was because she was human. It was bad enough with poachers so she gathered it was that. She had her own running trail that she suspected deer used and thus took of at a jog. Her smile widening as her feet crunshed the earth and snapped the twigs. Her heart pounded against her chest. It was an adreniliane rush that she loved when it came to running. EVen though she was by far not a thin skinny twig of a model it never stopped her from doing what she loved the most. And that was being in the woods and all nature had to offer. Sometimes I wish I would never have to leave... She thought as she jumped over a fallen log and landed into a crouch before taking off again. she never understood how she coudl do this and not drop the weight, but it hardly mattered. People thought shewas nice and kind but shehad no intrest at all for a lover or any type of relationship assiding from friendship.