Flicker had been walking past the farm when he decided to take a rest stop, he had been traveling for several weeks now. His blue and white fur glistens in the sunlight, and the gold "F" on his red collar is bright enough to blind someone. He lays down under the Oak tree on the other side to where the human was crawling towards the barn.<br/><br/>Flicker then rummages through his bag and pulls out his drawing pad and starts to draw the scenery. The luscious green hills and the sun making a perfect location to draw. Flicker seemed to remain completely oblivious to the blue dragon above him.