The crickets chirp and chitter at her as she walks quietly, low to the ground. Her red hair tucked into a bun, she wanders through the woods, listening to the sounds of the forest. She reaches up and touches her back once again. The sheaths that protected something valuable hums and warms her hand at her touch. She keeps a tight grip on the homemade spear that she has created though from the forest. She walks through, following the guide that she senses in her heart and mind. 

She reaches the edges of the woods and there, standing before her, is the city that she has been searching for. She drops her spear and looks up at the grand city. She smiles. It reminds her of a city from one of her books. She looks down at herself and knows immediately that she will stand out. She is wearing a white crop top that says "Smile" and white shorts covered with leave and dirt stains. She sighs, wishing for a brief moment that she would've washed her clothing in the river before she came. The stains helped her blend in with the forest though, so it was a good and bad thing that she was dirty. 

She begins to approach the city, listening to the bustling within its streets. She walks quietly, hoping to blend in, but she knows that she does not. She sees a few people looking at her. She keeps her head down and keeps walking.