The park is bright and sunny, a few scattered bits of ribbon tied to the monkey bars, with the nearest picnic table covered with little plates of food. A couple with candy, a few bottles of soda and juice, some others with hot chicken fingers, and one plate with an uncut, pink and white cake, the words Happy Birthday Blackfell! written on the top on yellow frosting. There are a few presents from the other Torren family members lying on the ground at the side of the table.
Niko set down the last plate of snacks, the chicken fingers, sparing a glance over her shoulder for her youngest yet oldest son, Blackfell. She smiled fondly at him; it had been two years since he was born, and it had certainly been an interesting two years. Her other kids, Aqua and Shizuko, were present as well. Zuko was sitting on the bench, and Aqua was over playing on the monkey bars with Fell. Sere was off somewhere with a friend, though she did show enough care for her brother to get him a little present.
Fell himself was swinging quite nimbly on the bars, occasional spouts of laughter coming from him and his sister, who was just as energetic as he.
