Golden Hour

The sky, the ground, her fur; golden. All around was bathed in the golden evening light adding a deep richness to the plains. Shimmering grasses danced on the ground as clouds lazily drifted in a fiery sea above. The heat of Summer had come and pass, the ground had shaken and, as rumored, split apart, but where was Hani in all of this? The terras of Alacritia were vast and seemed heavily traveled. Hani had explored them, encountered a few wolves, and yet stayed mostly alone. She silently thanked the gods for this. Though she felt alone from time to time, she was glad she didn't need to rely on anyone else. She had to admit, however, that she wasn't having too much fun.

Grasses brushed against Hani's clean, white shoulders as she walked aimlessly. With the oncoming cold, her coat would grow thick and her markings would pepper out and become darker, but for now it was still pure with solid markings. A cool breeze blew over the land, causing the plants to sway for as far as Hani could see. The last rays of sun were warm and Hani let out a sigh, her eyes fluttering shut against the wind. Evenings like this were perfect and relaxing, but it seemed that all Hani did was relax recently.

"Couldn't something just a little exciting happen? Nothing troublesome, just? exciting??" Hani opened her eyes, taking another look at the gold that enveloped her world like a dream. It really was pretty. The girl stretched and plopped down into the grass, getting comfortable, "Maybe not, though? Maybe things are good like this..."

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