<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/483199956338081793/958733022386085918/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>Cute cottage core  (https://www.pinterest.com/pin/134826582585432401/)<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>April 13th | 2050| 10:00am<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Downtown Raven City<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Destrain<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Pleased ~<br/><strong>Word Count:</strong>617| 2,953<br/><hr/><br/>Okay so not being truthful<em>obviously</em>had been the wrong way to go about things, considering getting Destrain was already on a thin string to start; but fae folk had always had the unpleasant rumor of requests to be so straight forward. In the nearly forgotten past those who had come across fae were often tricked of their wealth and goods, those even more unfortunate making the ultimate mistake of<strong>giving</strong>one’s name by the accidental flex of good manners. Poppy did not wish to do no such things, but being straight forward on matters of requests perhaps was a flicker of the past, a trait unable to be broken. But she still meant her words of apology; they<em>would</em>take down and defeat a dragon should one arise.<br/><br/>The flutter of her verdant gems watched as Des seemed on the verge of implosion, a seemingly natural reaction to her presence really, as the fae could practically feel the way his hands wanted to strangle her; well knowing Des it would be more, but she expected it. The blessed curse of consuming a dragon’s heart had many effects in many wild, different ways but for Poppy the benefit certainly outweighed much of the strife. To regenerate her wounds and limbs made their duty to the king was a boon, that while indeed she was nearly immortal, it didn’t mean going through such fatal blows didn’t hurt any less. In fact the pain was always a reminder, like an invisible cloak that simmered just beneath the surface. So while she<em>liked</em>to think Des wouldn’t be so brash than to strike her in public, she was prepared for it none the less.<br/>So when the once straining tense of his shoulders dropped she could see the way her delicate face flustered with confusion, a rapid blink given; she always smiled to those around her, even Des, but surely he could see the surprise in her expression. Was he playing a trick? Mhm… he wasn’t usually the sort, though the sudden trip to this new land did create quite a few surprises thus far.<br/><br/>”Really? Oh how wonderful, I thank you Des, truly~” Poppy nearly squealed, giving a happy bounce after the initial shock wore off, thankfully quickly. Now they were on an even keel, all the better to compete her personal mission, and perhaps chip some of the mountain on his back. Or however the saying went. Des snatching the pastry was a far better sign of good tidings, the fae giving a small smile as she watched the slayer examine it. ”I was surprised at all the ways one could configure such an ingredient, I have heard even of such application in the way of a butter with apples. This world truly is so curious.” Poppy cooed thoughtfully, nibbling on her cone only to sigh happily. Humans truly did create such wonderfully delightful treats, and the fae was smitten. As Des stopped mid step after devouring the pastry she couldn’t help but giggle, using a hand to stifle it as she gave a spin before humming. ”Delicious yes? Mayhaps we may visit again, there are many other pastries of the same quality I am sure.”Poppy mused, already a few steps ahead as she lapped at her sugary cookie laden treat.<br/><br/>Leading the way was easier said than done, but she was determined not to upset him; any further.<br/>There were quite a few shops around, but she still had only the faintest idea what a male would find either useful or enjoy. ”My thoughts of acquiring a gift are still..lacking. But perhaps you may have a suggestion Des?What would a man as yourself be delighted to receive?”<br/><br/>