This pack was very new to Dalgina. In fact, Dalgina hadn't really explored anything beyond her house, content to stay in there and dream about Ichika. It wasn't the only thing her dreams were about, full of color and creation, but it was the most common at the moment. Going out and seeing all the new things just didn't hold her interest. As much as Dalgina loved things that were new and intriguing, she loved having a place that she could return to at the end of the day and call ingali even more. This wasn't it though, so all Dalgina could do was struggle with everything new in her life, no corner where she could sit back and rest from it all.
Looking for a quiet place to sit and dream about the funny creatures that she'd made up the other day Dalgina left the house. Softly she wandered through the area, head low as she slunk around. There were so many new people, Dalgina didn't know how to even approach anyone, not a clue of how to try and make friends. Enviously Dalgina watched them wander around, trying to take in everything new that she was looking at. It was a lot for her to take in, overactive imagination working overtime, trying to figure out how everything connected.
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