Hinata plodded her way around a rather large and elaborate fountain in the middle of a grotty square. The brick buildings surrounding the area seemed to be falling apart, small chips missing from the edges of the structure, barred windows, and cracking doors gave off a rather neglected and dejected feel; everything was abandoned and rather sad looking. Everything, except the fountain, it was different. The fountain was like a great shinning "sore thumb" in the middle of all the ugliness, a pure little circle of heaven amongst all the pell-mell chaos and discord. Though it had long since stopped flowing, the water within it was sparkling and clear, for the last rain, which had not been all that long ago, had cleaned out the fountain considerably.
Hinata placed her paws on the edge of the fountain and looked down inside; she could just see the shining mirage of coins varying in size and color scattered across the bottom of the water. She smiled and giggled, splashing at the water, enjoying the feeling of something clean upon her long since dirty paws. Hinata leaned a little father forward and gazed at wonder at the shining bottom of the pool, completely immersing herself in her own mind, blocking out the rest of the world with thoughts of gaiety and wonder.
