Sunset Valley you're italic, i'm in bold

@Keen

This place was similar to where she was born, from before the fire. It brought a smile to her lips. When she was younger she might have laughed happily and ran through the open air with her siblings, or maybe even her father. Now though, the girl was more reserved. Her time alone having sobered the girl, even at her young age. Instead of galivanting through the field, she walked slowly.

She was slowly, every so slowly, starting to grow into her lanky legs. There was an awkwardness to her gaunt that would one day dissolve into gracefulness when she was older. Padma was took a few deep breaths as she took in her surroundings, glad for the small amount of comfort she found. Her mind wandered to her family, she imagined they had been worried when she first ran away. She thought about them often, especially her father. She was so young when he died, yet it had still affected her hard.