A frosty autumn morning arises as a lone peice of paper gets carried by the wind. A lady, Maya, chases after it. She seems to stop and cough for a bit, trying to catch her breath. Clearly whatever that paper is it's important to her. Her large ears droop as she watches the paper get lost to the wind. Then her nose begins twitching as if she's caught the scent of someone nearby. Her bright orange eyes look like pearls as she glances away and decides to give up.
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