It had been a cloudy afternoon with no presence of the sun as it once had been during the early morning. The weather only stirred the emotions that had been underneath the surface. It had highlighted the emptiness the feline felt within, magnifying the aches that had ravaged her muscles. The heart that had a large capacity to love had been battered and crumbled as she mourned those that no longer had been there. The mourning had turned into a torment as she found herself screaming within the pillow or drowning her tears in the flowing waters of the shower. She was feeling the weight of her emotions and Naomi knew she couldn’t allow to decrease more than she had been that day. There had been a sense of control, she needed control even if she hadn’t fully grasped the weight of what she had experienced in a short amount of time.
Most of the afternoon had been spent roaming Greenebrooke. It had been too early to shift in resume a form that seemed natural to the leopardess without the exposure of herself. Her coat had been dark and therefore would stand out without the back drop of darkness. She had itched to run and indulge in more primal nature which allowed an ounce of rest for her human mind. There still had been hours left until that could become a reality therefore she had opted for continuing to explore the city she now would call home.
The exploration of Greenbrooke had been mundane. More parks had been explored along with several businesses and most of downtown area. Nothing she had called to the woman’s spirit except for Petal Pots Designs. The shop had caught her interest and knew being around plants would help lift her mood. It also had dawned on the feline that she should gather plants to create a spiritual bath. She had seemed to be lost, withdrawn from the essence of her spirituality. It was a factor that Naomi had not wanted to admit to herself, but knew she needed to attempt help herself. Though she could not see the light through the fog, the leopardess knew she was a light.
A hand wrapped around the handle as she pushed it open. Instantly, the feline had been met by various scent as she inhaled the earthy mixtures. Brown eyes had glanced over the plants and flowers that had been in the showcase as she slowly started her walk around the area. “You have a quite impressive selection,” she said with a small smile as she greeted the woman that had been in the establishment. Naomi had stopped at the lilies to admire them. “Do you have any favorite plants?” Her words had been soft as she spoke to the woman.
Most of the afternoon had been spent roaming Greenebrooke. It had been too early to shift in resume a form that seemed natural to the leopardess without the exposure of herself. Her coat had been dark and therefore would stand out without the back drop of darkness. She had itched to run and indulge in more primal nature which allowed an ounce of rest for her human mind. There still had been hours left until that could become a reality therefore she had opted for continuing to explore the city she now would call home.
The exploration of Greenbrooke had been mundane. More parks had been explored along with several businesses and most of downtown area. Nothing she had called to the woman’s spirit except for Petal Pots Designs. The shop had caught her interest and knew being around plants would help lift her mood. It also had dawned on the feline that she should gather plants to create a spiritual bath. She had seemed to be lost, withdrawn from the essence of her spirituality. It was a factor that Naomi had not wanted to admit to herself, but knew she needed to attempt help herself. Though she could not see the light through the fog, the leopardess knew she was a light.
A hand wrapped around the handle as she pushed it open. Instantly, the feline had been met by various scent as she inhaled the earthy mixtures. Brown eyes had glanced over the plants and flowers that had been in the showcase as she slowly started her walk around the area. “You have a quite impressive selection,” she said with a small smile as she greeted the woman that had been in the establishment. Naomi had stopped at the lilies to admire them. “Do you have any favorite plants?” Her words had been soft as she spoke to the woman.
