[Ardel's Bookstore] Autumn Leaves

Autumn could arguably be the end of the beginning of the four seasons. The tree life shed their leaves in wake for the harsh winter, then spring approaches and life begins it's toll. Once you hit summer, the leaves thrive and prosper. Savannah looked forward to the Autumn coming, it was neither too hot or too cold. The drained colour of the leaves reminded her of her own golden looking hair and of course, it is too tempting to run and dive into stacks of leaves. A gentle reminded of her childish self.

However her trip out at this time was not to play and idle the day away. Instead she was in search of a particular store that seemingly appeared in the city. Savannah had become a sort of regular visitor to the city on occasion. She crossed a road, followed the path down and found herself before a book store.

She stood outside the window and looked up and down at it, a inward smile appeared. Nodding she lightly made her way into the shop, immediately she noticed it was smaller than she first guessed. On further observation she caught sight of two girls in the store lolly gagging amongst themselves. Savannah rolled her head ahead of her and saw the boy stationed behind the counter.

Without another second spent wondering she tooted down an aisle. There she began her hunt for a book. Her arms folded under her chest as her eyes scanned from side to side, every now and though she would sharply inhale through her nose as if she found her prize, but each glimmer of hope was met with disappointment. Her two ears on her head would droop each time and rise in anticipation. This cycle repeated numerous times.

Savannah did not want to admit it, but she was struggling to find the book she was after.

A small sigh escaped her mouth, she was sure she was browsing the 'history' section of the shop. Then again, she did not spend a great deal of time in libraries either. The quest for this particular book was so that she could relive a moment in her life. Her brows narrowed as if to hone her senses.

However something caught her attention, it wasn't as if she could ell it too much though. Her ears twitched at the sound of whispers, they turned and twisted to try an point themselves towards to source. What she did know it was coming from the two girls, one of them was speaking about her. "Oh?" Savannah said to no one in particular.

Her curiosity stirred and led her off her original objective. Time was not and issue for her, so investigating would cause no harm. Savannah rolled her head to the side to glance at the two girls. Her tails drifted side to side slowly.

"Hmm? Did one of you have something to say?" Savannah asked earnestly.

"Ann, Emily, it is a-" Savannah began but could not finish. The boy of the shop stepped in. She watched idly as he shooed them off. "Were they that much of a bother?" The fox injected, leaning her weight to the side on her left leg. It was a shame, it wasn't every day young girls would openly comment on her appearance. It made for good conversation and often led onto various topics.

Thoughts ran through her head, was the boy a grumpy sort, or was he ridding of them because she entered? The latter would be rather amusing, clearly the store to create a convenient situation for two people of opposite genders. Savannah snickered to herself. "I guess it can not be helped." She announced.

Ah, he looked at her. There was an unwelcoming gaze in his eyes, her own expression turned rather sour over the next few seconds. He was quick to rid of those girls and seemingly her too. Savannah's brows knitted themselves together, the nerve. To think he could push her onto those girl's level, she was entirely a different being!

The two girls were nothing more but harmless, only spilling out noise pollution. As for the fox, one question asked and it was straight to the guillotine. If the shop was closed why didn't he say so? Where was the sign? If not, then what is the deal? She watched closely as Joshua returned to his counter. Those girls did not get a chance to hear out the foxes name, a name of an age old being!

Instead of idling any longer she returned to search out what she originally came for, a book. So she resumed by approaching a shelf, gliding a finger across the side covers. For a moment she figured that she wouldn't find it, but once her finger stopped that proved otherwise. Only issue that it was too high for her to reach.

Her head tilted towards Joshua. "There is a book I desire which is out of my grasp, would you mind?" She asked placing her hands behind her back.

Her gaze locked with Joshua's till he moved from his spot. She quietly waited and watched him as he came to. Usually Savannah would pack a grin, however a meagre smile would have to do. She let a moment pass before glancing back up towards the prized book.

"The Third Crusade, eleven ninty-one." She said. There was a hint of melancholy that trailed in her voice and rightly so. Her right ear flickered briefly. Her travels led her to following the events that led up to the third crusade, disguising herself as a pilgrim and venturing by boat from Italy to Israel. It was halfway through her fourth century of life.

While musing over her thoughts Savannah rolled her eyes to the side to view Joshua. Something crossed her mind, something she said during her time near Jerusalem.

"Tell me if you may, what do you live for?" She asked, wanting an answer. In other words it could be rephrased as, "What is your purpose in life?"