<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/483199956338081793/958734267075133490/image0.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Poppy Clovergrove (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341089.0#lastPost)<br/><strong>Dragon Type:</strong>Wood<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Looking good in sunflowers (https://www.pinterest.com/pin/345369865188070027)<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Friday| April 1st 2050| 7:30<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Raven Park, Downtown, Raven City<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Brett<br/><strong>Word Count:</strong>883<br/><hr/><br/><br/>”Well... I’m not entirely certain, but if news of unsolved murders within this park of yours is any inkling, then it is quite possible my fellow slayers may want to seek out such as well. We are protectors of all innocents, whether in Avatasia or Earth currently so a murderer on the scene would be a task many of them would perhaps wish to follow.” The fae mused thoughtfully, her attention split between Brett and the annoyance she was finding her feet so constrained by the cumbersome sandals she had been forced into. The morning had been quite truthfully the most splendid fun she had had in so many moons, the city on Earth having become so alive in the daylight that it truly fascinated the slayer to behold. So many beings of different origin and wildly variant styles, the sights and sounds of idle conversation and language (some more colorful than others), the smells! Although Brett had insisted she wouldn’t be able to walk around so freely in her nature inspired attire much to her own disdain, a quick stop at a trading post allowing the bubbly red head to gaze upon a whole fleet of wares that rivaled even the king! So many pieces of clothing in such an array of colors and designs, fits for even ones such as herself even!<br/><br/>So it was only natural for Poppy’s eyes to be drawn towards an easy dress that fit her petite frame wonderfully, the hue of sky blue and popping sunflowers unable to be ignored as she left happily with it on herself; the sandals however was a less of a delight, but after some pouting she relented. Strangely it made the entire experience after the shopping trip far easier, Poppy noticing many not giving her a second glance when clad in more appropriate attire, that she appeared much like the humans themselves now perhaps to only Brett’s own benefit more than her own. Sight seeing allowed Poppy to ask as many questions her mind could muster, far too curious for her own good as when the crowds became too dense she’d find her small hand clutching at the back of his shirt’s sleeve. Never the less it had been far too wonderful of a day that only for the briefest moment she had almost forgotten the task at hand, the setting sun the only indicator as the once thick crowds had all but dissipated like smoke from a doused candle.<br/><br/><br/>”Do not fear Brett, I won’t let anything happen to you.” she’d assure him with a soft smile, playing with the bright ribbon she had found in the thrift shop, her lengthy mane having been tied back in a ponytail to ‘complete’ her earthly attire. The park itself was the one area in which truly peeked Poppy’s interest as Brett stated it was the one of the few places where nature and flowers were allowed to thrive, that while it was nothing compared to her homeland, the breath of utter delight easily left her lips upon entering. Letting her eyes close for a moment she hummed softly, feeling the wafting song of flowers and fauna encircle around her very heart as they seemed to recognize a being truly in touch with their strife. Only when Brett spoke of the men of the law that<em>should never</em>be attacked did the fae give a giggle, thin arms coming behind her head as she fought the compulsion to toss off her damned shoes.<br/><br/>” No one with a shiny crest, I can honor such men of the law.”Poppy repeated in her own way, flashing Brett a wink in acknowledgement to his request. The second one however of using her powers did make the fae perk a brow curiously, finding it somewhat confusing to only use her powers when it benefited them such as hiding. Making a face Poppy dropped a hand to place at the hollow of her throat as she bent at the hips in an half bow, ”Fear not Brett, I will be responsible...nature will take kindly to you as well so long as you are with me. So no besting beings only for stealth.” Confirming with a giggle, she’d resume glancing around the grounds the encroaching darkness making the blooms begin to snooze as well, as their sounds quieted around her.<br/><br/>Mention of the murders being at the hands of a dragon however made the fae pause to glance i up towards Brett, a finger giving her lips a soft tap as she hummed. ”It is a possibility. Dragons of our land come in many different sizes and kinds, although those whom we consumed their hearts of were mighty beasts taller than your castles here.” Poppy admitted gently, a hand gently swaying at her side as she let her fingers dance in a silent gesture. Feeling for the grounds and plants themselves she studied thier responses, sensing for any disturbance that could be attributed to a scene having been committed. ”You spoke of these murders having been done in the evening, as not a trace was found? If I were to guess it isn’t a formidable dragon, but rather a beast perhaps of some stealth greater than your law men. Or perhaps merely a man. There are many possibilities.”<br/><br/>