"Thanks so much," Skye said, closing the door behind the movers with a polite wave. She leaned back against it and wiped the sweat from her brow. She was exhausted, having spent the better part of her day helping the small moving crew tote boxes and furniture from room to room in her new house. She'd moved to a new town roughly a few thousand miles away from where she grew up. She was looking for some inspiration. A change.
Skye was a fairly short woman with an athletic build. Her short black hair hung down around her chin, partially obscuring her piercing violet-blue eyes. Her skin was pale, almost alabaster, a stark contrast from everyone else who resided in this town, and she felt as though she stuck out quite a bit.
Skye looked out her window, down the long winding path that lead into Sunset Valley. The town always seemed so busy, so she was thankful that she had purchased a house way up on the hill. She had great views and even lived ocean front. Sure, she didn't have much yard space for gardening, but she'd make the best of it. She walked to her fridge and opened it up. It was empty.
"What was I expecting, the food fairy to just bless me with dinner? I just moved in today. I guess that means I'm going into town."