The village of Yogusho was waking up, the streets filled with the early morning hustle and bustle.
The sun was just beginning to rise, casting a rosy hue over the buildings with a cool breeze swept through the streets, bringing with it the fresh scent of the forest and the sound of birds chirping.
The cobblestones still lay damp with dew, the cool stone a stark contrast to the warmth of the sunlight.
As the day dawned, the town's residents were starting to step outside, going about their daily routines and greeting each other warmly.
Of course, as per Coco's daily routine, she's already on her way to the gates with a basket perched on her shoulders and a sling bag pressed against her hip.
Coco let out a yawn, muffling it behind her hand.
The shops and homes around were beginning to stir, windows opening as people awoke to the beginning of the day and she observed them with a small smile.
