Pocket Full of Posies

The gilded prince meandered slowly through the fruit-bearing trees now ripe and littered with rotting fruit. The whole orchard stank of fermentation and once again he found himself pining for his home. The Spring festival would be ending around this time and the fact that so many members of his family had missed it to join him weighed heavily on him.

He let out a low sigh and knocked a brown shriveled apple over with his paw before continuing his journey. Ahead of him he saw a dully colored female and gave a short bark of greeting to her. “Lovely day, isn’t it?” He said cordially as he moved to approach her. Company was always welcome during his travels and the girl seemed innocuous enough to perhaps take his mind off of all that was beginning to weigh him down.

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