The Little Bird that Could.

[loves.blessing.]

Solo

The sky was peppered with gray clouds, the sound of thunder threatening the passers by that at any moment it would release the rain. Spring had come and gone in a blink of an eye and things grew wildly as the Summer months began rolling in. The markets grew with more business and merchants setting up shops, the tide rolling in carrying ships with a plethora of goods. The air was thick with the smell of rain as people hurried, some calling out to loved ones other shop keeps calling out prices and how this item is better than this persons. The on coming storm didn't deter the City of Concordia, the show must go on and so it did.

A small petite framed girl shimmied in and out of the busy traffic of the town, a large direwolf in foot. The cloak shielding her body from view along with the hood of the coat casting a shadow over her face. Deep breath in, deep breath out and keep moving. The soft chanting in her mind kept her feet moving forward as she cradled her violin case in one hand and her satchel over her opposite shoulder. Dipping in and out of alley ways, bobbing and weaving through the sea of bodies until they slowly started to thin out. Finally breaking out of the barrier of bodies in the market place the young woman was able to continue towards her destination. She glanced back towards the large almost white and calico colored direwolf to make sure her dear companion was close in toe.

A sigh of relief was heard as she made it to the small make shift field where the kids would play, a sad smile creasing her face as she thought of her younger years playing dragons and princesses. Shaking it off the memory came and went like the breeze slowly starting to pick up. Scurrying under the make shift shelter that some people from the city had built to shield you from the suns brutal heat she sat on a bench. As if time was on her side the heavens then let the rain fall, pouring down in large amounts washing over everything. Off in the distance squealing could be heard from the market place most likely from kids and wealthy woman both offering different thoughts on being caught in the rain.

Pushing back her cloaks hood to reveal a head with bright fiery red locks that flowed seamlessly down to her shoulders. Her bright storm like blue eyes were slightly large and doe like making her appearance as innocent as she was. Chewing on her plush lower lip she untied her cloak letting it fall to her feet, a pool of dark blue fabric. A Simple sun dress with a floral pattern covered her small curved frame as black strappy sandals complimented her dainty feet. Setting down her satchel and violin case she opened it up seeing her name engraved on the inside. A gentle smile danced across her lips as she let her finger tips softly graze the words. McKinley JoAnne Parish.

Taking out her prized possession with as much care as handling a new born infant, stroking the oak wood before cradling it against her chin and left shoulder. The bow came next as she tested the tune, slightly tweaking the tightness of the cords here and there before she nodded with satisfaction. Nymeria, her direwolf laid next to her feet closing her eyes a sort of peacefulness overcoming the large beast. The melody that drifted out of the instrument was smooth and silky, slowly Kinley started to hum along with the melody. The tune itself was full and wholesome, any one could easily conduct a ballroom dance to the music that she let flow threw her finger tips and soon she was twirling whilst humming and playing a look of shire peace on her freckled face.