Same old same old, all the time. An extremely eerie looking fafner walked down by the lane of palm trees as her paws felt the soft, golden sands beneath her feet while she was counting. It was so cold and early, the sun barely began to only show a bit of itself over the horizon.
It appeared that Lulu seemed to have plans for today, hoping not to be interrupted-her sister Ivanna claimed she had found their older sister, and even wanted a small get-together with them. Kind of inconvienent. Sure, she loved her sisters, but being the middle child always made her feel neglected. The Eldest was given honor and respect since she owns elegant manners, while the Youngest held a youthful, spirited attitude, not to mention she was the only child who inherited wings. And the Middle? She...
She who was walking down this path was a natural born rebel, always trying against what she didn't want, and would eventually get it her way after. And all those pranks on those little kids...the little ones loved her more than the other two at least since she had an everlasting-inner child...If only she had her own children to keep...
Lulu pressed on, until she hit a tall tree, breaking up her chain of thoughts. "Dang...that was one freakin' hard tree...!" She rubbed her head and looked at the sky, hoping to see something that had to do with luck, cards, chance, or SOMETHING. Anna [Ivanna's nickname] had taken her cards and wanted her to break the habit, and wished that she had her cards now. "Is there anything or anyone who can drag me out of this boredom...?"
