Rhosyn was hanging in the main garden area, laying in the grass, feeling the soft tickle of the little blades against her fur, soaking in the feeling of finally being home. She went back through her head of past memories; being shunned, rejected, and forced back away from herself by her friends in the Demon city. A cheerful, happy demon? What is that?
She sighed and sat up. She hoped this would last, and nothing would force her to move again.