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Tozu strolled down the streets of the small earth down, the small pouch of his week's pay in his hand. He tossed it up and down lightly, the jingling sound of the coins being drowned out from everyone else's ears by the chatter of the townsfolk. Walking up to a stand of apples that he hadn't been to in quite awhile, he took out a few of the coins to match the appropriate cost of the single apple. The man who ran the stand knew of Tozu from the times he'd been there before, as well as rumors and tales from other townspeople, and didn't exactly take a liking to him. The man begrudgingly handed him the apple, snatching the coins and calling Tozu a "dirty street lemur" as he walked away. The teenager's smile faltered a bit at that, ignoring the angry chatter coming from the winged lemur that clung to his shoulder. It wasn't Tozu's fault that he didn't have the luxury to cleanse himself every single day like others, and that he had splotches of dirt on his skin and a disheveled tuft of dark green hair atop his head that stuck out at all angles. Running a hand through his hair, he sighed and simply kept walking, set on his way home. He took a few large bites from the apple, before giving the last half to Tanzing, who happily took it and began to munch. Tozu's green eyes were trained on the ground as he walked, not looking ahead of him since he could easily make it home with his eyes closed.