Luckily for him, Terra new exactly what he was talking about. Mint green curls shift into few as she walks towards the front of the store. A young kitten was cradled against her stomach, held up by her palm, completely enamored with her finger as the kitten cheerfully bats at the thin digit.

“You must be Yuuichiro. It’s nice to meet you. I’m Terra.” She knew something about dark memories which was why she filled her world with bright colors and life.

A soft mew would bring his attention to his ankle as an older kitten rubs against his leg. “Sorry about them. Welcome to my flower shop.”

Terra didn’t look like much of a fighter, her features were delicate as if carefully carved from stone while her posture suggested she was some sort of doll, she didn’t slouch, even when looking down at the little kitten in her palm.