raindrops on roses

As he explained, she smiled. Art was really cool, and Autumn liked it, but had never been good at it, from the times she'd tried to sculpt with clay. She tried her best, but they turned out as brown globs of... Hardened clay. Hopefully he was more skilled. Oh? What kind of art do you make? She asked with genuine interest. Autumn's skill and hobby was traveling. Or maybe storytelling. Stories were a signifigant part of the culture she was raised with. Legends, Lore, Myth, and Tall Tales were all the stories behind acient spirit foxes from olden times. Traveling, however, was not very important in her family. In fact, at first her father had looked down upon the decision, thinking she was too young to leave home and she'd probably get herself killed. But eventually he realized it was her true passion, and let her go. Autumn left home glad for the adventure of a new world.