Sweat dropped from her felted hair and onto moss she passed by.
It was not until she felt the ray of light upon her fur that she rose her face from the ground and looked up again and instantly her eyes opened wide.
Beneath them was another hollow of immense size, an irregularly shaped amphitheatre, framed by the largest trees she had seen inside the forest up to now. Their smooth trunks overlooked a lake at the very bottom of the hollow, which occupied most of it. The boulders all around seemed to emerge from the lake, creating an uneve, steep embankment all around the lake, except for one side where there was something like a stony shore which was mostly covered by old leaves, moss and fern. From these arose something which looked like random boulders, or maybe it wasn't. She was unable to make it out from the distance.
Far above the branches of the trees created a light roof which let in some evening light which shone down on the lake, creating a multitude of reflections upon its surface which shimmered and glistened, reflecting the light against the trees and boulders all around.
Even from the distance she could see the bugs dancing in these rays of light, just like the small birds which swooped down from time to time, flying around far above her in order to catch their prey.
A few brownish leaves were falling slowly through the warm air, towards the lake below.
She inhaled the warm air deeply, suddenly realizing how cold most of the forest had been, a hint of the oncoming autumn.
She started to quiver as a strange sensation of instinctive dread came over her, as if she had inhaled it the moment she had opened her mouth to the warm air of the clearing with the lake.
Art and a few lines from the upcoming chapter 20 of the Migratory Birds series.
It was not until she felt the ray of light upon her fur that she rose her face from the ground and looked up again and instantly her eyes opened wide.
Beneath them was another hollow of immense size, an irregularly shaped amphitheatre, framed by the largest trees she had seen inside the forest up to now. Their smooth trunks overlooked a lake at the very bottom of the hollow, which occupied most of it. The boulders all around seemed to emerge from the lake, creating an uneve, steep embankment all around the lake, except for one side where there was something like a stony shore which was mostly covered by old leaves, moss and fern. From these arose something which looked like random boulders, or maybe it wasn't. She was unable to make it out from the distance.
Far above the branches of the trees created a light roof which let in some evening light which shone down on the lake, creating a multitude of reflections upon its surface which shimmered and glistened, reflecting the light against the trees and boulders all around.
Even from the distance she could see the bugs dancing in these rays of light, just like the small birds which swooped down from time to time, flying around far above her in order to catch their prey.
A few brownish leaves were falling slowly through the warm air, towards the lake below.
She inhaled the warm air deeply, suddenly realizing how cold most of the forest had been, a hint of the oncoming autumn.
She started to quiver as a strange sensation of instinctive dread came over her, as if she had inhaled it the moment she had opened her mouth to the warm air of the clearing with the lake.
Art and a few lines from the upcoming chapter 20 of the Migratory Birds series.
Category Artwork (Traditional) / Scenery
Species Lynx
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