It's pretty rare that Glas feels her energy absolutely sapped, but honestly? Today is one of those days. She takes her time at home slowly packing up a picnic lunch for herself with some of her favorite items - sandwiches, cherries, and the like - before she heads out into the fresh afternoon air. It's refreshing, feeling the breeze brush along her wings as they hang low, and she gives in easily, tilting her head back and closing her eyes and breathing in the scents of Barton Town as she walks. Ah...yeah, that's the good stuff there!She only moved into Barton Town a few days ago, so the number of villagers she knows is very limited and mostly just faces as opposed to names. Moving took a lot out of her, though, so she doesn't quite have the juice to make her way door-to-door greeting her neighbors yet. No, that'll probably come tomorrow, with loud greetings and enthusiastic handshakes and bright smiles. She can't wait.
But for now? Lunch. She makes her way to the West Field and spreads out a green-white-and-red blanket there before she settles down on it, setting her small basket aside. A flag that matches her blanket is perched jauntily on the basket, waving in the wind, and she is careful not to dislodge it as she takes out the first cherry and starts munching it. Yeah, a day of enjoying nature and people-watching. She can get down with this.
