Slinging her legs off the side of her bed Kalypso yawned and stretched her arms, squinting her eyes as she adjusted to the light. Standing up she sleepily walked over to her make-shift closet, an unorganized pile of folded clothing resting on a natural shelf created by an elongated tree branch. Taking off her sleeping T-shirt she pulled on a pair of comfortable off-black shorts and a light purple tank top. Removing her hair from the rough ponytail she had it in Kalypso quickly braided her hair behind her so that her layered auburn bangs framed her face in what she hoped was a flattering way. Humming to herself she put on a light neutral colored patterned sweater and then grabbed a light wad of cash from her savings box. Shoving it into her burgundy back-pack Kalypso quite literally crawled out of her tree home, pushing the vines that hid the narrow entrance aside she stepped out into the full light of the day. Mentally pulling the water from the gurgling stream that ran by her tree home she sprinkled some water on the colorful flowers she had planted about the entrance to her home and then went on her way. Walking through the forest Kalypso tallied the grocery's she had to pick up- she had recently started a garden and was attempting becoming a full on vegan but she still craved cooked food, as such she had to buy butter, salt, and honey among other things form the market. Reaching a gravel pathway Kalypso began to look for where she had hidden her bike, her bare feet complaining on the hot bumpy gravel. Locating her bike farther down the path Kalypso removed it from the bushes and hopped on, loving the way the wind felt on her face. She only had to bike for a few minutes before she saw the outskirts of civilization coming into view, slowing down Kalypso slung her tattooed leg over the body of her bike and hopped off, still holding onto the rails Kalypso led her bike to a tree and wrung some fallen branches over her bike to hide it as best she could. Trying to walk on the cool soft grass as much as possible Kalypso made her way into one of the many food tents at the market place. Picking up a basket from the dirt floor Kalypso began to pick fruits and vegetables from the displays Kalypso rarely ket her eyes wander farther from the job at hand.
I was following the pack all swallowed in their coats, with scarves of red tied round their throats.