A beautiful morning graced the Firebird Manor. The sun was high, the breeze was warm and the air was pure. It was a lovely day, but Kira had not come out of her room for a few days now, and if she did no one seen much of her. She stayed in her room most of the days she was in the manor with her door locked, and nothing much but a scribbling pencil was heard. But now the scribbling of the pencil had stopped.
She seemed unhappy for the past couple of days..perhaps weeks? It was hard to tell with her whether she was in a fun loving mood or an unhappy one. Even the smell of breakfast had not brought her skipping down the stairs every once in a while. But she knew that even if she stepped out of her room there would be no one to greet her with her morning hello's. They seemed to dissapear so much.
Sitting on the edge of her bed, she leaned her elbows up against the windowsill looking out the window. The breeze was gentle on her skin as she gave a contented sigh. She seemed to be most comfy at the moment.
She seemed unhappy for the past couple of days..perhaps weeks? It was hard to tell with her whether she was in a fun loving mood or an unhappy one. Even the smell of breakfast had not brought her skipping down the stairs every once in a while. But she knew that even if she stepped out of her room there would be no one to greet her with her morning hello's. They seemed to dissapear so much.
Sitting on the edge of her bed, she leaned her elbows up against the windowsill looking out the window. The breeze was gentle on her skin as she gave a contented sigh. She seemed to be most comfy at the moment.