Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20140323233223/@comment-24296957-20140324000158

Triste walked through the park, music in her ears. It was a nice day, all things considered. Between the rigorous detail with STAR and studying the White Fang, she was happy to get some down time. The slight breeze ruffled her feathers, tugging lightly at her ears. It was like walking through a dream. But dreams were nothing more than that - a dream.

She sat down on a bench under the shade of a tree, relaxing. She stretched, sighed, and slowly took in the park. Triste noticed a boy not too far off that seemed out of the element. ''What's a cowboy like him doing in a city like this? Oh well, if only every day could be like this...''