Disclaimer: Must I really write this again? Sigh Fine. Wolf's Rain characters? Nope don't own them, just the ones that I created.
Sighing, Ari reflected on her day as she walked home via the path that she took daily. She loved walking by the parks and the lake that she lived near; they were always so comforting for some reason. Looking ahead, she saw her favorite fountain coming up and she decided to take a rest and sit on the edge of the basin. This fountain was different than all the others in the park.
For one, instead of the stone being plain and gray, it was a brilliant jade green. The other notable difference with this fountain was that it had actual shapes carved into it as opposed to the simple cement molds of the others. This fountain had wolves entwined around the center of the fountain, and the base was decorated with large flowers. She had always felt drawn to it ever since she came here as a child, but she had never quite realized why.
Smiling, she sat down on the lip of the basin and fed some breadcrumbs from her sandwich to the koi that swam in the fountain. As the fish darted around eating her crumbs, she glanced up to watch the other park visitors. There were children running around chasing one another and laughing while their mothers sat a chatted amongst themselves, all the while keeping a watchful eye on their children. Aria felt a twinge of sadness twist in her heart at this. It was times like this, watching all the happy families running around that made her really miss her true family. Shaking her head, she cleared away those thoughts. "It wont do me any good to be all depressed over them. After all, they're dead, right?" she thought to herself. She saw there for a while longer, watching the fish dart around and the occasional child try to catch it, before she decided to head home.
As she headed down the stone path that lead to the exit of the park, her sharp hearing picked up the sound of quick footsteps behind her. Right as they neared her, she spun around, already on the defensive, in case the person meant her harm, raising her left hand to strike the one that was extended to grab her arm.