Numi ran through the field, after the hoard of boys that were chasing the ball. She stumbled onto the grass, putting her hands out to protect herself as she fell. "Umph-!" she hit the ground. Numi sighed. She was no good at playing football. Daniel turned around, and stopped running. He gave her a hand, helping her stand up. Numi smiled. "I think I've got something I think you'll enjoy more" he said, smiling back, taking a silver whistle out of his pocket.