<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, Sashiko<br/><strong>Word Count:</strong>723| 3,909<br/><hr/><br/>If Poppy had any qualms of practically nuzzling into Sashiko’s generous bust, the fae didn’t give any outwardly appearances so, the freckled smile wide on her lips instead as the safety of a fellow slayer put her at some ease. She knew as far as proper mannerisms went with the king’s knights that affectionate hugging was a bit odd, although Poppy was unable to quell her own cheery nature to completely do so, although there were a few she’d think twice of approaching so brazenly as she had with the fox girl. If she were to speak openly she had always looked up to Sashiko, figuratively and literally, as an competent ally that she could respect and adore all the same. So with the gentle pat across the top of her head the fae couldn’t help but let a shower of budding blooms flutter effortlessly from her flaming mane,  a cheeky smile returned as Poppy gave a wave of a hand to brush away a fallen tress as she spoke. ” Of course not, dragon nor murderer should dare.” she’d giggle softly, making it a point that Sashiko was the obvious exception.<br/><br/>Turning back to glance towards Brett she’d watch him count down on his fingers of venues that housed females with clothing on par with Sashiko’s and herself own prior, the amused smile remaining in her features as she grabbed the ends of her dress to give a light flutter. ”I’m wearing more appropriate clothing now am I not?” Poppy mused, having been on the receiving end of Brett’s little tangents, but she knew he only meant well. It was in her own excitement of having found another slayer did the thought of having to leave Sashiko on her own so soon after finding her that made the fae’s face drop, those bright greens widening as she felt her lower lip tremble towards Brett.”We can’t allow her to remain in the park by her lonesome, surely there is enough room on your couch. I can even sleep on the floor, please Brett?” she’d plea sweetly, willing to do whatever means necessary  to keep from being separated once more, as the very thought shook the fae to her core.<br/><br/>The mention of danger was for a moment brushed off by the wood slayer as she balanced on her tip toes in thought, a hand resting on the swell of her hip as she hummed. ”Truthfully the park seemed to be a far better place in which I would find slayers, which now is obvious that was correct.” Poppy admitted with a cheeky smile towards Sashiko, though she also had a need to deal with the potential danger that may lay ahead apart from simply that of a reunion. Brett’s obvious worry was met with a softer smile from Poppy as she held up her small hands, that if he wished to hide out potentially being an idea to allow the slayers to go about their business without worry. Lips parting to agree the low growl made her flesh shudder in realization, her features sharpening some as she let out a soft sigh.”I suppose that didn’t take as long as I thought it would.” she’d remark quietly, the beast’s certainly gathering in an area with two slayers by no means a coincidence;but first she had to make sure Brett would be safe.<br/><br/>Kicking off her bothersome sandals to the side Poppy gave Sashiko a knowing glance, hands raising to extend towards Brett’s frozen form as she focused. Letting out a soft sound Poppy made the bushes that shrouded the beasts shake violently, no longer obscuring their forms as in the same breath she sent her living vines to wrap around Brett to pull him towards her and out of the line of fire. Rather than leave the man out in the open Poppy sent her vines behind herself as they crept along a low hanging tree, sending Brett sailing over their heads until he was neatly hanging in a swing of tendrils that kept him high enough and out of danger. ”Ready Shiko?” Poppy grinned now, giving her bubble gum a neat pop (her first good one at that!) before she raised her hands to send the grass to take on the consistency of marsh, disorienting the drakes as they prepared to attack.