Lia was practically fumbling about the whole school campus unsure of where to go and her stomach was starting to growl. Biting at her luscious lips she noticed a lovely fenced in area filled with flowers and trees. Her eyes grew in amazement of its beauty. It was like this place was hidden off unlike all the other buildings and places she had noticed as she walked around.
Walking slowly up to the rusted iron gate that held the place sectioned off, her hands resting gently at her sides until she reached it. Placing them carefully on them as if the gate would break beneath her gentle hands, her eyes still gaping at the area before her. Her wings lifting in excitement of a discovery of her own. It was probably well known to others, but it was new to her and the fact she found it alone only excited her more. A gentle breeze would flick her curly red hair about her shoulders and her baggy clothing hung about her and blew with the wind, showing her curvy figure momentarily only to flop down once it stopped.
With a nod to herself as well as a few words in mind she presses the gate open and enters, Her white boots clicking softly against the broken tiles placed as a walkway for the garden. Although it was un-kept it was still rather lovely. How it held itself together as nature always does, without human's help, doing it alone and showing its true strength. The tiles having brken by wild flowers bursting through the stonery, flowers growing taller than normal and trees blooming with bright colors. Her eyes were stunned and as she stood there in the entranceway she couldn't seem to move herself. It was too beautiful to take it all in.
Walking slowly up to the rusted iron gate that held the place sectioned off, her hands resting gently at her sides until she reached it. Placing them carefully on them as if the gate would break beneath her gentle hands, her eyes still gaping at the area before her. Her wings lifting in excitement of a discovery of her own. It was probably well known to others, but it was new to her and the fact she found it alone only excited her more. A gentle breeze would flick her curly red hair about her shoulders and her baggy clothing hung about her and blew with the wind, showing her curvy figure momentarily only to flop down once it stopped.
With a nod to herself as well as a few words in mind she presses the gate open and enters, Her white boots clicking softly against the broken tiles placed as a walkway for the garden. Although it was un-kept it was still rather lovely. How it held itself together as nature always does, without human's help, doing it alone and showing its true strength. The tiles having brken by wild flowers bursting through the stonery, flowers growing taller than normal and trees blooming with bright colors. Her eyes were stunned and as she stood there in the entranceway she couldn't seem to move herself. It was too beautiful to take it all in.