Ater looked around her new surroundings in silent awe. She decided to go off traveling in other worlds again, and the one she entered was very industrial. She wasn’t used to anything like it, but that just made things exciting. Ater was too focused on the sites to notice she was in danger of walking into someone until the last minute. As predicted, she ended up bumping into them.
“Oh, I’m so sorry!” She exclaimed, finally looking over the person, apparently a local.
It was an angel with large, curly, pink hair that covered her eyes. Ater felt a sudden, instinctive urge to bat at the curls. She stared at the angel intently, and leaned in with her cat ears perked up.
“Oooh, I love your hair! Can I touch it? Pretty please?” She asked with an excited gleam in her eyes, having already forgotten she almost made the poor angel fall down.
