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[eyes_of_dawn]

Who: Snow White Abendroth and Yuna Braska
What: Fresh air and exercise. 8D
When: early Saturday morning
Where: Neverland Park
Warnings: None

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[whiteasthesnow]

Snow White was a little nervous when she went to bed Friday night. She'd managed to find her much neglected work out clothes in a corner of her clothes bureau alright, but she was certain she'd be holding back her jogging partner in the morning. While Snow White was hardly lazy, she had admittedly not done any proper exercising in a while

[eyes_of_dawn]

Yuna, lost in some forbidden reverie, had been caught off guard with the greeting, standing on one leg whilst gripping the opposite ankle in a half-hearted preparatory stretch that she had repeated about three times.

That 'graceful' form of hers faltered as she wobbled with a start and both feet were on the ground before she could go toppling into the lake like the floundering klutz she was rather beginning to feel like.

However, she did her best to play it off with a cheeky little smile, in too high a spirit to go off into her usual blush-mutter combination because of her small blunder.
"Hey, Snow. You look so energetic this morning! You must do this all the time, don't you?"

[whiteasthesnow]

Snow White quickly covered her mouth when she saw Yuna nearly fall, but she was relieved when the girl gained her balance. She had been stretching, and Snow White felt silly that she hadn't even considered stretching for this morning's jog. She quickly did a few, mimicking Yuna's movies

[eyes_of_dawn]

"I'd love to follow the path you know. It sounds perfect for what we're doing..."

She cast a fleeting, curious glance over her shoulder toward the water's surface, thinking she'd caught some subtle movement at the corner of her eye before intertwining her fingers in front of her and readdressing her friend.

"I mean... we don't have to jog today if you don't want to. Sometimes it's better to reacquaint yourself with the way the path winds... Like a surfacing root that was never really a bother before, you know? When you're focusing on your breathing and endurance, you might not notice it and trip."

And by 'you' she really meant herself. Then again... Snow's comfort did come first. When jogging became a chore, anyone would be miserable.