User blog comment:SilverMoonsLight/The Land Of The Forgotten Role-play/@comment-29594636-20170105194740

Mikasa sat, surrounded by the flowing water which surrounded her. Her fur glinted in the light as the water swirled into different shapes & sizes. Her blue optics were closed as she sat peacefully in the moon temple, the walls surrounded & overcovered by blue glinting moss & the flooring smooth & steady. She still had placed herself on a small stone, like a curved shape to hold up ancient heads. She had her legs crossed, which was wierd for an animal of such to do so. She loved it, staying quiet, water dripping onto the smoothing floor soon floating back up into the buldged water. She smiled & sighed calmly. The room was lit perfectly. No need for candles or torches. Just the moss. A small Opening lay untouched but shattered, letting in a small heap of sunlight. She opened one eye, the scents of other creatures flooded through her nostrils as she stood steardly on the rocky stoned holder. She leapt down, the water spread itself apart as she padded towards the covered door. Its moss wasn't glowing like the one in the room but, kept it hidden from incoming creatures. She hated to be interupted, hating to use her powers on defense & hurting people. She sighed & lowered her head before opening her glowing green eyes & emerged from her tunneled caved, room.