"Moonbloom? Ooooh!" The flying girl giggled and did a flip in the air again, standing straight and feet towards the ground now, looking at Marric. "They grow near here, atop a little hill a little away. They like more dry place around them." The elfin creature chuckled. "Sure we can't pull you into a bath?" She smiled and put up a pout, looking at him in the eye. Actually flying up close enough that she was looking into one of his eyes there, and almost touching him there as it was.<br/><br/>"We get bored here, so its interesting to see new folks around. There's only so many people that talk around here, and the lone satyr now, well he is in no mood to pause to<em>talk!</em>" This was met with a loud giggle at a nearby tree's branch and from a small bush nearby.<br/><br/>"Ohh and we like to listen to tales!" The fey added. "Good tales." She nodded, but backed away a little, giving him some room. "Atop a hill, that way, if you just<em>have to</em>go." She pointed out at a direction past the lake.