From where she was perched, Emeraldwind watched the streets below. They were full of evening activity as people went about their business before turning in for the night. All manner of smells, both sweet and foul, floated up to her as she sat with one leg dangling over the edge of the roof. She sighed and turned her attention to the autumn sky, reds, golds, and purples splashed across the canvas as the sun sank below the horizon.
For what it was worth, she’d come as long way from the little girl she had been; the same little girl that once believed she could please her mother and soon learned that it was an impossible task that even her well-mannered sisters had trouble accomplishing. She was a little girl no more nor was she a troublesome adolescent intent on causing as much turmoil as she could. She’d left that household and turned her attention to the world, a grown woman out to shape her destiny.