Cyrus sat on the edge of a tall building, looking out at the urban landscape below. Buildings for miles out. The sun was rising as she sat there, the sun peaking out from behind the skyscrapers and simple work places...it looked as if they were glowing.

Her tail sat behind her, the pretty thing just staying still as ever, unlike her ears. The fox ears had helicoptered to listen to the person behind them, {{user}}.

Normally this would be quiet, no speaking, no sounds but the wind. But the soft sounds of music coming from her headphones interrupted that.

I'm in love...I'm in loveeee...hands on your knees, I'm Angelina Jolie...