The autumn was really starting to take its toll on the flora life in Destiny City's gardens and parks. It left Theodora feeling disappointed as she slowly walked along the worned in path along the flower beds of the park in a overly large knitted sweater that she was practically drowning in. It wasn't her typical thing to wear but it was certainly better than most of the clothing her mother sent her. The only thing she could say she was truly comfortable in was her shoes and that was only because they were hiking boots that she convinced her mother she needed because winter was much harsher here and the girly shoes her mother kept sending her to wear wouldn't cut it when the cold weather set in. They were good for kicking the dirt on the worn in path while she recalled her first two months of school and her unfortunate life recently in Destiny City.
Most flowers in the flower beds were withering or gone, leaving Theodora feeling as empty as the flower beds. It was disappointing, much like her life. She had been seeking comfort in the park but the flowers just were out of season at this point. The closest she could get were the chrysanthemums, showy stonecrop bushes and the beautiful autumn leaves that slowly fell from the trees to fill the colourless voids on the ground.
There weren't that many flowers around so Theodora smiled softly at the appearance of the flowers, slowly finding her way off the path to sit down on the grass nearby. She took a couple moments at first to tend to the chrysanthemum blossoms on the bush while admiring their colour, shape and texture; and then she inspected the blossoming showy stonecrop. It wasn't something she was very familiar with in terms of gardening but she absolutely loved the colour and shape of it. Most people probably wouldn't have stopped to admire it of all things, not with the chrysanthemums nearby but it actually had its own charm to it. It disappointed her to think that soon it too would probably wither and die with the winter's cold and snow.
Theodora wasn't sure what she was going to do when they all died. She suspected that her time that was normally filled with gardening and enjoying the local flora would be replaced with her other favourable activities. It was most definite that she would end up in a lot more fights, and generally cause a lot more trouble than she was already (which was saying a lot considering how much fighting she already does).
"Hm," she murmured, looking at the shrubs and the grass before looking up at the sky. There had to be something she could do, somewhere she could go. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow but out there somewhere had to be something. For now she could take enjoyment in these but what about later? That would be a thought for another day.
