Soba was just enjoying her time alone outside, it wasn't odd seeing her outside or alone since she normally is against human contact. A small smile was on her lips as she was making a flower crown, linking flowers together with their stems.
That was the odd thing though, she wasn't reading a book.. Was something wrong? She doesn't even have a book anywhere near her at all.
Soba hummed to herself as she linked the flowers together, her emerald eyes a bit cloudy but that wasn't noticeable from a distance. What was wrong with her? No one knew.

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Dragon of the North •| Roleplay Scenarios |•
Aléatoire•| Scenarios to do with Soba. Will include both dragon Soba and human Soba. |•