it was an array of yellow, orange, and pink that stretched across the s k y in a palette of COLORS that caught angelaās attention long enough to convince her to sit upon a hilltop and just think. a fresh breeze smelling of salt w a s h e d over her face, flushing loose pieces of hair back and across her face. she ignored the slight tickle of her nose, however, almost afraid to move in fear of triggering the sight away.
back in her world, the skies were NOT like this; they were dark with a confetti of a s h that covered the roads and caused the greenery to take over a devastating GREY. on the occasions that fire ceased, she was too busy worrying about her team to fixate herself over the rare occurrence. preparing herself for whatever comes next was her instinct.Ā ā if your mission was to sneak up on me, ā she stated without turning around, her gaze still stuck on the colors,Ā ā you FAILED. ā always prepared.
āuhhh, what?ā malia raised an eyebrow at the person in question. the brunette coyote was merely exploring, trying to GAUGE her surroundings and how to deal without her pack around. why would she even remotely care about someone randomly standing around? she answered the question for herself internally. she didnāt. there were far more important things to worry about in her mind.
āiām not trying to burst your bubble or anything,ā she started with a matter of fact tone.Ā ābut iām not here to sneak up on you. i mean you canāt be THAT important for people to sneak up on you right?ā malia tate, ever so blunt, even when she shouldnāt be.Ā āiām looking for my friends and trying to figure out why iām here.ā
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