Flycatcher Downs today we live, today we breathe

@Keyni Hope this works for you! I never know how to start in an interesting way haha

Kaito rose from his prayers at an hour quite later than usual, yet the sun still hung at quite a low angle. If he had to guess - and guess he did, because why not? - well, he would guess it was about mid-morning. Or maybe late morning. At this time of year, it was hard to tell -- and honstly was probably more like early afternoon, by summer standards.

But summer was long gone, and so, soon, was autumn. Kaito sighed a deep and heavy breath, but left the cover of the trees he'd come to shelter in, and spread out into the meadow. Snows had already come, and proceeded to melt, but some still lingered, packed in heaps of ice here and there where the drifts had formed a little too deep for even the sun's rays to melt.

He wandered with his nose to the ground, and pushed around for any flowers, roots, or herbs that still lingered in the sweet smelling grass. He reckoned the cold snap would have killed most of what was left of the warmer plant's growth, but there were always the winter plants, or the ones that held themselves year round, to forage and collect. But he knew his heart wasn't really in the looking today, and eventually he stopped, at an unremarkable patch of grass, and just simply... stood there. Sighed again. Head now raised, and eyes lifted to watch the far, far, far distant horizon, the clouds which billowed in, and he found himself quite blind to everything but the very normal and unextraordinary display of the sky.