The sky was a pristine shade, unblemished and uninterrupted by errant clouds. It was strange to look up at the sky and see it dominated by a single, simple color. The sky that stretched above her was a pale robin's egg hue. She felt the warmth of the sun upon her back, beginning to sink below the horizon. From her vantage point, the world seemed to be a simple melting point of two colors. Blue stretched above her, and green met it somewhere in the middle, stretching to reach her feet.
She stood, content to be still and quiet as the empty sky over her. She tried to fashion her mind after it, tried to recapture some of that stillness and make it her own. The last few weeks had been tumultuous. Her mind had roared, raged at every moment. She wrapped an arm around middle, so that her left hand rested on her right side. She rubbed her fingers absently over the smooth, pearly lines of scar tissue at her side, where Brennt's teeth had pierced. Above those scars, more teeth marks marred her gray pelt at her shoulder, where the coin-eyed monster had ripped at her. She had come to an understanding that she would likely have these scars forever, and now she didn't mind much.
She dropped he hands at her side, and short as she was, her fingertips brushed some of the taller stalks of the high grass. They felt cool, crisp beneath her fingers. She was glad to have found this place, a place she could have to herself, for a while. She could use the time to think, or perhaps be blank, quiet.