[fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:125%; width:350px; margin-top: -5px;]The cool night air was torture to her lungs as she sucked in another breath.
It was a drowsy morning, with the sun just kissing the horizon and clouds still drifting about. Eden, being the hopeless sleep-deprived soul she was, had decided to embrace the new day and take a walk.
Now that she moved off to the outskirts of town, it was easier to slip out unnoticed, and she was enjoying the newfound freedom. Once or twice she had even flirted with the thought of visiting the Loner Lands again - but she was a child no more, and though it would be a lie to say she didn't want to just leave ColouredClan sometimes, this was home. A jail disguised as a home, but perhaps it was just how one looked at it.
Her soft pawpads stung as they hit the hard, frozen soil; Eden had decided to trot along the border of biome one, where dark blues and blacks made their mark. It was all such a rapid blast of color: the land was black and blue, and the sky was orange and pink. Such was ColouredClan, and she had gotten used to it long ago. She had been raised on this soil. She knew nearly every single inch.
A sigh, blooming milky white, hung in the air, sizzling before spiraling out of sight. She was not much in her own head, which was uncommon. Instead she was simply enjoying the exercise.
