-{★}- Such a silent morning; the sun was beaming down in its early state of waking, wildlife that grew accustomed to the busy park-lands within the city were making their usual calls; even the subtle breeze that moved through the leaves of shrubbery and trees was welcoming, motivating. It was this time of the morning, before the harsh bustle of the city began, that the youthful runner found it most easy to train on his own accord.
Ashen hair billowed behind the jogging figure, silvery eyes ever hunting his surroundings for anything of interest, something to mark and dart towards in a motivated sprint; a certain emerald-haired comrade, however, had not been on the list of suspected acquaintances dwelling the streets at such a time of the morning... and thus, the youth made it his point to dart over in greeting, eyebrow quipped in questioning;
“You are out early.”