The Sunspire [I.C.J] fall hues

Muira played with the leaves, in the afternoon her light blue eyes shining. She began stomping into piles, happy it was fall. She kept running happily hearing the wind chanting her name. Follow me.... It said she did soon running right into a tree, not wathing where she was going. She looked up, her brave eyes not skipping a beat. and soon she bounched off it, letting the leaves fall on her. Shaking, the bits off her shiny black fur, she went on.