Annake Awakens

Anneke tossed her head, shaking sleep from her mind, as the dappled light of morning began to peek through the leaves above her. She felt a cramp in her shoulder and tried to move her arm to assuage it, only to discover her hands tied tightly behind her back. Then she remembered. The other elves had left her in this clearing to let her prove herself worthy of rejoining The Glade as a fully fledged member of society. Her challenge? To return home from this location ideally unsullied at all but certainly unbred. No elf bearing a half-bred bastard would be let back in the gates. She had to prove her mettle against the denizens of the forest in this ceremony that had been going on for centuries. This challenge ensured that the elves of The Glade were the strongest of all their brethren… but its storied history also ensured that every denizen of the forest knew that there were always a few fertile, young elves ripe for the taking wandering through the trees.

Anneke pushed herself up to a seat, letting her honey-colored hair cascade across her shoulders and large breasts. She tossed her head again, clearing her vision, and giving her the lay of the land.