“Two mochis please.” A light soprano voice cut through the noise of the busy streets of Japan. The woman’s hand suspended in the air with a single coin in her palm. Frail fingers took the coin and a smile appeared on the merchant’s face. She diligently took one of the flour coated pastries and placed it into the customer’s hand, another pastry following right after.<br/><br/>“May they bring you good luck, madam.” The merchant was hoarse, as if just getting over a minor cold that had plagued her body. The customer dressed in blue and red bowed her head and turned on her heels, following the shadows that homes and buildings shared with one another for shade.<br/><br/>Junko dodged through the humans who rushed up and down the street, trying hard not to fall over her own two feet. Her slender figure made it all too easy to keep out of range of others, but her mind wasn’t focused on where she took her next stride.<br/><br/>She had been living in this town for what seemed like only a few days, but in reality, she had been there for four weeks. She preferred her old home which had been much further from civilization, but with more hunters being around, she couldn't afford to be spotted in her fox form... It would be the end of her. She had to stay here and sleep in an inn or just outside of town for awhile longer to keep from getting spotted as anything less than human.<br/><br/>Her canine teeth sunk into the red bean pastry, the sweet flavor easing her thoughts and slowing her speed to enjoy the food she had paid for. It was almost like a blessing when the girl could find a decent dessert to eat while she was looking for work or hiding in the shadows. At least this village paid her little mind to the burden she bore.<br/><br/>The kitsune looked out in front of her with a small smile as she noticed the little park she was heading towards. She planned to enjoy the sweet spring breeze and sit at a park bench for awhile before starting back to her hotel room. As she grew closer, her paced quickened to try and get out of the crowd of people in her way faster. When the way to the lovely scenery no longer had shade to hide under, the woman wearing a light kimono unfurled an umbrella that she had been keeping in one of her hands and draped the handle over her shoulder, her pastry in her off hand.<br/><br/>Finally she reached a wooden park bench and sat down under the shade of a large tree, the breeze hitting her face and making her dark brown hair lift from her shoulders. Junko took a bite out of her second mochi and grinned at the sweet taste while she crossed one leg over the other. Today was starting out right for her.