Private for Misery. <3
It was one of those perfect days again. One were the sky was completely void of white, except for the occasional fluffy spotting of lonely clouds; a blanket of blue unlike the power blue color of a baby boy’s room, but the rich, pristine vibrancy of the vast ocean. The temperature itself was perfect, only reaching 75 degrees at its highest and even then the slightest breeze aided in any prolonged discomfort from the sun. It was the ideal atmosphere for the young coyote and it was in these conditions that Clover thrived.
The Lykoi had risen with the sun that morning and had since then spent every minute of her day basking under the warm rays. The garden that had been constructed by her small shack was looking better every day, and the girl marveled at how tall her plants were growing. In Juniper Peace she had received a lot of instruction and so these simple tasks such as gardening had become second nature to her. In any case, it brought her that much closer to Mother Earth and created a sincere sense of peace in the young coyote’s body and mind.
In the afternoon, she had passed by Inferni’s lands and made her way through Arachnea’s Revenge to find herself along Whisper Beach. She had traveled through the area before, but had often turned south to wander through the crumbling city streets of Halifax. However, Clover didn’t want to find herself amongst the cracked concrete and rusting metal, and instead knew that today was a day meant for Mother Earth.
She’d trailed through the woods, picking flowers and stringing them together to make a chain which hung loosely over her shoulders. Her thin body was clad in the usual denim shorts, various rings and bracelets highlighted her bony fingers, and her long walnut hair was swept over her shoulder to hang down along her back while the white headwrap circled around her forehead. This girl was in her element, humming along to accompany the sounds of nature with a soft melody. It was times like these when she fantasized about being home at Juniper Peace, surrounded by likeminded creatures. And though that was all part of the past, the girl could still dream.
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