Clover skips along, enjoying her day. She was absolutely the kind of person to slip through a field of flowers with butterflies. Regardless, her skipping was a bit slower than usual today. Something was bugging her..

Clover sighs. She's been feeling more alone these days, its not that she didn't have friends, she just...needed someone closer. A lover? No....Clover was never really all that interested in love, though the idea of it was cute

She sighs again, her deep thinking making her stopping walking completely. What did she need? She continues to think, before quietly muttering "A baby would be nice.."

She continues to walk of a bit, before she feels her foot hit something, making her stumble over. "Oof!" She makes a sort of pained noise, catching her balance. She glances down to see what she hit....low and behold, a baby. Just like she wanted...