Talk:Forest/Meadow/@comment-26208390-20141213004334

Salasartok stalked through the trees with her back straighter than a steel sword, her hands braced against the peak of her head. She bore no expression as she briskly walked out of the clusters of trees and directly into the middle of the meadow, before she dropped her arms and sat. For a few seconds, she just waited there before laying down on her back. Pain had erupted down at the bottom of her spine, splintering across the muscles so bad that straightening her back against the soft grass literally killed.