I'm not quite sure I know what I'm doing; Set, Tatter, any

[Nera]

The air tasted fresh in my nostrils, spiced as it was with new growth and strong pine. It was a different taste than that which I had tasted in the past few years. It wasn’t better than the other place, but it was home in a way. I blinked in the darkness as I entered a land in turmoil with calm in my heart.   The sun had gone to rest two hours earlier and the temperature was steadily dropping. The skies were clear with a breeze that wanted to dance along my back. I hugged the shadows underneath a patch of pine trees; I could see and hear commotion ahead. But what I could sense the most was the scent of my family. Altered, perhaps unnatural, but there nonetheless. I lower my head and rub my red speckled white horn against a nearby trunk, scraping some of the spare bark off as the scent of exposed wood grows stronger.  with love and blood, nera---------------------------------------------

Gah, I don't know these forums things! I don't know how to write anymore! But herreee's Nera!