HARSH RAINS FELL UPON KUMUNGU AND THE SURROUNDING LANDS , COAXING OUT ALL FORMS OF LIFE NOT USUALLY SEEN. Varying beasts and critters emerged to enjoy the downpour , revelling in its refreshing touch. These rains were magical , replenishing the life of wilting flowers , healing wounds and some ailments , helping the jungle to regrow leaf by leaf ... it was a sight to behold when the jungle came together as one , if only just for a few days.
Nidalee however , was unable to enjoy the weather to its full extent. Her mind was set on securing the borders of this land , ready to deal with any outsiders that would see this rejuvenation process interrupted and ruined. The skies darkened , the only thing lighting her path being the shine of moonlight flickering between the trees. The rain somewhat dampened her sense of smell , so all she could rely on was her impressive eyesight.
The Huntress prowled , spear in hand , haunted by the death of her adoptive mother at the hands of the Kiilash.
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