@pocketdogged
She didn’t want to go too far from ‘home’. Even that definition, though, is dubious -- a ward and building she was thrown into unceremoniously, without any question of her consent. So it’s no surprise that she finds herself wandering, searching for somewhere more suited for her, somewhere that didn’t remind her of all the inadequacies she could never forget.
The cherry blossoms were beautiful, of course, but they didn’t suit her. They suited Misha, someone far more free and bold than she was.
She finds herself wandering through streets of shops, watching the stalls closely -- curiously -- but not quite confident enough to approach yet. As they peter out, though, they give way to a field of neat green grass, spanned with trails and... dogs?
Aurica tilts her head. “What’s wrong with them...?” As she gets closer, it looks like their heads are some kind of screen, but the animals themselves seemed as energetic as usual. It was almost endearing. Though, they were a little fast moving to --
“Agh!!” Catching herself on her hands and knees, she winces, before scrambling back to see what it was she had tripped over. That was... “A-ah!! I was looking at these dogs... I didn’t see you...!” She brushes her dress down, trying to figure out if the boy had been lying there to start with. “I’m sorry... I’m so clumsy...”
