Board Thread:Art, Stories and Songs/@comment-25588272-20150928122324

.*Loka walks outside, and takes a deep breath. Winter has ended, and spring is in full swing with green grasses and bees beginning to pollenate the flowers.*

Loka: ¡La primavera está aqui! Ahora es el tiempo. ¡Ya voy, Loko!

.*Loka closes her eyes, and focuses... until she suddenly opens them, now having a sense of direction. She points into the distance.*

Loka: ...Esa manera.

.*Loka begins jogging in the direction she was pointing. After a bit, she arrives at a forest.*

Loka: No suponga entrar el bosque...

.*Loka hesitantly enters the forest, ignoring warnings she'd been given by Loko himself.*

(My P.R.O.B. unit can translate for you if you let me know in the comments that you want it translated.)  