“Come on, Valk! We’re gonna be late!”
Serenity bounced along the street, for all looking like a child save for the fact that she clearly looked like a woman in her early to mid-20s. She was currently bundled up in fluffy winter boots, warm leggings, and a fur-lined winter coat which made her look like a puffy blue marshmallow as she made her way down the pavement. A pair of fuzzy earmuffs adorned her head as well, blue to match her jacket. She’d certainly picked up on the clothing trend down here faster than anyone might have anticipated, but she was a firm believer in the idea that if you were going to do something, you might as well get it right the first time around.
Her enthusiasm drew the attention of passersby as she frolicked by them, but no one really seemed to mind. After all, it was the holiday season, and no one could begrudge another their happiness, even if they were Wren’s age. In her defense, this was her very first Christmas ever, and she intended to enjoy it to its fullest.