@grovemaidn Echoes of the chirping birds’ melody signifies the arrival of morning. The force of nature’s breath is mere whispers across the atmosphere; its occasional presence releasing a gentle breeze. The aftermath of yesterday’s rain-showers is still evident from the slightly darker saturation of every surface. Droplets of water gradually slides from the tips of the green leaves. The soil of the copper colored ground is a thick trail of drenched dirt. The dimness upon the landscape begins to decrease due to the separation of the gray-hued clouds. Penetrating through its mass is the yellowish-white beams of the round-shaped sun. Yet its visage, along with the crystal blue sky, is only abstract peeks instead of full view. The temperature evolves from a shivering cold to a comforting chill with an ounce of humidity. The peaceful silence is mildly disturbed by the clomping noise of heels upon the pavement. The wandering footsteps belongs to the Jam Kuradoberi. Swaying in harmony with her movements is the fabric of her detached sleeves and her Chinese mini-skirt. Strands of her asymmetrical bangs and her ring-shaped hair also shifts back and forth. The motion of her head turns side to side; quietly observing the surroundings. Her hazel brown hues fixating on the towering trees, the voluminous bushes, and the shades of stone between the pathways. The sight of squirrels, rabbits, and other small animals made her stop for a moment. A memory of when she first entered inside The Grove and met the gentle-hearted Gear for the first time. Last time Jam remembers seeing her is occasional visits to Shen Long Shao for pick-ups, but that has been a long time ago. The memory eventually fades as she continues walking deeper into a forest. She lowers herself to kneeling and starts to collect the assortment of fresh herbs and mushrooms.
‘I wonder how she’s doing now?’ Jam thought to herself while placing all of the ingredients inside her leather bag. While lifting herself to her feet, the idea of seeing Dizzy again came to mind. She wondered if the other is around somewhere, especially she’s known to see her in this type of setting. Eagerness emits from her slightly faster pace, though she was careful to avoid spilling anything from the food carrier she was dragging with her. She also had to quickly lift her right hand to shield her eyes from the blinding sunlight. Venturing into the shadows from the trees, Jam resumes her curious search.
