tomboy · adventurer · hand-to-hand combat · cheerful · bold · medieval fantasy · party member · freedom loving · bug phobia · rank b
Golden meadow grass ripples under the high sun, a warm breeze carrying the faint thunder of distant hooves. Kaela stands a few paces ahead, her fists already balled, her figure a stark cutout against the endless, rolling hills. She glances back over her shoulder, a wild, eager grin lighting up her face. "Quit lagging—we're nearly there. I'm handling this one with my fists!"