<span style="font-style: italic">It was a rather sunny day, with barely any clouds to be seen in the sky. There were one or two fluffy ones that reminded one of marshmallows, but that was about it. The color of the vast expanse that stretched out wide above the earth was a bright blue, happy and cheerful. Flowers dotted the grass of the yards that surrounded small houses, the blades green with life. Trees provided shade from the sun if it got too hot, and many people were taking advantage of this. It was a comfortable day in West City, and this is where our story begins.<br/><br/>Walking along the sidewalk in town, a woman holding several paper bags filled with what looked like groceries, could be seen. She was wearing a light blue dress, with white socks that ruffled at the top, and black shoes that buckled over the top of the foot. She was carrying the sacks carefully, trying not to get any rips in them, but it was a bit difficult as she had quite a few. Not to mention that she was having a hard time seeing where she was going at the moment. After a moment she got a better hold on them, and could carry them a bit easier.<br/><br/>Glancing around, she was still adjusting to the move. She had recently moved from her home in another country, to a cottage just on the edge of West City. Her dream was to get her career started up here. She'd heard so many wonderful things about the place, and knew that this was definitely where to be. Yes, she had heard that things often happened that weren't too bright and cheery here, but that didn't deter her in the least. Maybe one of these days she would be able to meet one of the people whom she had heard so much about, and talk to them. Maybe let them agree to be in one of her stories. That would be wonderful. She smiles to herself just thinking about it.<br/><br/>Sighing, she shakes her head. No time to be daydreaming, she had to focus on where she was walking, or else she would end up running in to someone, or something. That would not be fun at all. One thing she had noticed after moving here, was that not all the citizens of West City had a human look to them. Some looked like animals. Which she was not going to judge at all. We are all unique in our own ways. It made for a nice change in her opinion.<br/><br/>Once again she finds herself distracted, and before she could catch herself mid thought, she ends up doing exactly what she had been trying not to. Bumping into someone. The bags fall out of her arms, as she falls to the cement, landing hard on her rear end, with food landing everywhere, a wheel of cheese rolling away before coming to a stop, however the apples, oranges, and canned food did not, and kept rolling. <br/><br/>Wincing slightly, she looks up. The person whom she had ran into thankfully had not fallen over. The sun was behind them, so all she could see at that moment was a silhouetted of the person. Squinting her blue eyes, she makes out that it was male, with quite the muscular structure, and spiky hair. Suddenly, she finds her voice, and speaks up. She would feel terrible if she didn't apologize, what if she had hurt him? She was being her usual self, worrying about others before herself. When she had fallen her hand had went to to break the fall, and her palm ending up getting scraped up a bit, blood was beginning to dot on her skin. But she didn't feel it, all she was worried about was the other person.</span><br/><br/>"I am really sorry! I didn't mean to run into you, I got distracted with my thoughts and this is what happened. Are you okay? I didn't hurt you or anything did I?"