
Liebe let the sun soak into her coat for a few moments before ambling off toward the nearest source of freshwater at a leisurely pace. Birds chirped in the trees, and a soft breeze kept the air cool and the sun warm. Her curly hair blew in the wind gently, and she kept her wings stretched out at her sides to air out and stretch.
When she reached the stream, running clear and making comforting noises, she took a quick drink, all at once calmed and energized by the current. What a beautiful day to be out... now if only there was someone to be out with.
Oliver, her oldest friend, was still back in the place they called home, catching up with his daughter Dmitrria after she had returned home. Liebe wouldn't be as senseless to pull him away from his two daughters, no matter how much he complained about their girlishness. And, unfortunately, Liebe hadn't retained many close friends, besides him... oh well. The day was still beautiful, no matter if she was alone or with someone else.