Emilia stretched her arms out towards the sky as she let out a rather large yawn. Her fingertips entwined themselves at the height of the yawn, her small frame tensing up for a moment before relaxing again. The metal-tipped boot heels made a sharp clicking sound on the cobbles she was walking on through the street. It was a rather lovely day, Emilia decided. A happy smile brightened up her tanned face while she looked around the street, gazing with curious interest at everything that was on display. She loved walking through these streets. The liveliness of the crowd, the merchants trying to sell their wares with raised voices as they let everyone know how great a craftsman they were.<br/><br/>She stopped to look up at the sky, welcoming the warmth of the afternoon sun.  Breathing in deeply, she took in the air of the day, letting it fill up her slender body. She enjoyed the little things in life. The sun, the wind, even raindrops as they fell on her body. The world was filled with all sorts of sensations that she could experience. She revelled in the sound of the crowd around her, the street bursting with life all around her. It fed her, gave her energy.<br/><br/>She would stop and pause at various shops to peer at the wares in front of her, as curious to the wares of one merchant as she was to the wares of another. She was especially pleased when she saw a collection of well-made metal creatures. Emilia smiled brightly as the merchant managed to draw her attention, so she made her way over to the shop with eager steps, her eyes sparkling in anticipation of the wonderful things that she may find.<br/><br/><b><span style="color: teal">"G'day sir!"</span></b>, she said with a lovely little English accent. Her voice was youthful and light, like a soft spring breeze carrying small blossomy petals with it. It hinted at her joyful personality and a light-heartedness in her life. Her blue-green eyes widened with interest as she leaned over to inspect the metal imitation of the cutest looking mouse she had ever seen. Its little copper ears polished up brightly, reflecting the sun's light in it. Her hand, wrapped in a brown leather fingerless glove, reached out towards the creation but she suddenly stopped and looked at the merchant with a curious eagerness.<br/><br/><b><span style="color: teal">"May I?"</span></b><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>