Bramblepoint five nights at freddy's

Clover continued on her merry, oblivious way. Even as a girl raised in a time of war, she was none the wiser to life and its way of grabbing the naive by the throat and throttling them into awareness. That wasn't to say she was stupid. Sure, she'd gamely fight a bear if the situation presented itself and someone double-dog dared her... but she knew, typically, what to do and what not to do. 

Alright, her concept of stupid was more than a little skewed. To her benefit, of course. 

She loitered in the wide open spaces of Bramblepoint as she traversed home. With the sun just beginning to go down, she'd soon blend in perfectly with the monochrome world. She was given pause as a ray blinded her, and Clover snorted out a rude, to the sun as she continued forward.