Neko trudged through the clean cut, browning grass. Weather the brown of the grass was from the blazing sun during the summer or the turn of summer to autumn, Neko really didn't care. Not as long as it caressed the bottom of her sore feet eagerly. Though, if you looked closely, you'd see that it was more than her sore feet that needed caressing by the browned grass. Her arms, wrapped in tight bandages, were severely scratched up. Her hands were bandaged as well, along with her right knee, both from the same thing. She looked a bit scratched up all over, falling out of trees, falling on concrete... all the lovely things like that.
Her deep purple eyes roamed over the area, the dark color drawing attention away from her short, black hair. Her long sleeve black sweater was overlong and covered up her too short white shorts. Her height was a bit faulty, leaving her at a pathetic 5'2". Her body looked too small, nearly sickly.
Neko yawned quietly, watching a passing by butterfly, stopping where she walked and kneeling down on her knees in the grass.
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