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Freeziyana yawns, opening her ice blue eyes slowly against the light coming in through the vines draping over the doorway to her tree home. She wrinkles her nose slightly at the invading light, then sighs and crawls out of her bed, slowly running a wood comb through her long black hair before affixing the various vines and flowers that usually adorned her body. This was a daily ritual with her, although she honestly didn't see why she kept up a tidy appearance. Not like a prince charming would ever come galloping up on a noble steed to carry the likes of her away. Nobody wanted tree people, or so she'd grown to believe. Flicking her long tail a couple of times, she sighs and strolls out through the vine covered doorway of her home tree, petting the various vines on her way through the forest. She needed more supplies, she noted, and the only place to get them were in those crowded, dead feeling places the other races called towns. She shrugs slightly, then turns and starts heading for the nearest one, wings fluttering slightly as she walked. She very well could have flown there, but that wouldn't have been as much fun for her, and besides, you never knew when you might suddenly need to fly from an attack.

She never could remember the names of these towns, but this one seemed in bad condition. Litter blew through the streets and the buildings just reeked of filth and decay. Wrinkling her nose slightly she continues on, very much aware of the various stares and glares her very presence seemed to cause and not really caring in the slightest. She turns a corner sharply and blinks, finding herself at the entrance of a rather dark looking alley.

Freeziyana frowns slightly, noticing what appears to be a very faint, glowing green trail further down the alley. Much as she disliked the way the alley looked, she continues on, gathering her magic to call on any vines that might be in the vicinity, just on the off chance that something attacked her down here. "Someone there? Look, I'm lost and just looking for a store, so if you could kindly point me in the right direction, I'll be out of your territory as fast as possible." She says in a neutral voice, one that offered no malice or intent to attack, more of a let bygones be bygones tone, but she was very prepared to use her magic to make vines ensnare anything should she be attacked.

Freeziyana stops as the sound of papers drifting in the wind reached her ears, the frown on her face wrinkling a bit more. Ears flicking slightly she takes a step back, her tail frizzing to twice it's normal size to show her dislike of the situation. She shakes her head, long hair flipping every which way before settling back to where it had been previously, then stomps a foot down, the vines that had been creeping closer rapidly dropping off the sides of the buildings to hang dangerously over head all along the alley. "Now look. I ask for nothing more than simple directions and I get nothing but shady behavior and a growl for my trouble? Well... Perhaps I shan't ask so... politely... again. Now I know you're still down here. So, you can either come to me willingly and give me directions, or.... my friends here can make things rather difficult for you." She shifts her tail the slightest bit, the vines once again starting their descent, twisting and curling tightly around anything that they touch that isn't the wall they creep along.

Freeziyana frowns as she feels the pain the vines feel at being melted, the hair on her tail raising up again as the other speaks and moves closer. Definitely male, and definitely dangerous. "As I said, directions to a shop, any shop that might have supplies I'm looking for." She says, doing her best to hide the small bit of fear she felt at this strange male's claws. The vines crept even closer at her fear, seeming ready to strike at any moment. Her anger flares up quickly at his insults, however. "What business is it of yours how I ended up here? If you must know, I came here on my own. Nobody threw me away. That would imply that there would have been somebody around TO throw me away." She snaps, ice blue eyes seeming to spark in her anger. "What about you? Stink up the place too badly for anyone to allow you to sleep under a roof? Instead you end up, literally, in a trash filled alley? Or do you just enjoy being surrounded by garbage?"

Freeziyana frowns once again, watching the baddie, she finally identified him as, as if he were a rather large snake coiled in her path. "So, you don't have a home of your own, or no one would take you in? Sleeping wherever you happen to fall is not... safe for anyone. Why anyone would choose that life is beyond me, unless you have a death wish.. And supplies would be food that I cannot as easily obtain in the forest due to either how it is grown or because it would involve slaughter, which I do not do unless in defense of myself or my hometree. As for not dealing with others... With how most races view my own, why should I wish to deal with any of you? You all act the same. Just because I live in the forest, with nature, like I am some goddess forsaken heathen that wouldn't dare to step foot into what you term 'civilized' lands. I've been threatened by your kind before, for simply walking into a town when I was younger and curiosity got the better of me. The fact that there are those out there, like you, who would dare to attack a CHILD, who offered no violence or malice, was only curious about the strangers she saw, would put anyone off of wanting to deal with your kind for very long. We Faelon are a peaceful race as long as we are and our trees are not threatened. Yet you others... Always, violence first. Never just observe and question."

She continues to watch him cautiously as he approached, actually thankful for once for the fall of hair on the left side of her face. Her hair hid a scar on that side, token of her encounter as a child with that incident she had spoken of, and always served to remind her of what happens if she trusts too easily. Flicking her tail once again, she frowns, shifting her position to a less threatening one, making the vines recede slightly from where they were at. "You mean by creating garbage, me coming here to get my supplies? Or are you speaking of something else entirely? Because aside from my food supplies, which I take care of the messes in my own way, not by dumping them off in some other creatures land, I have made no messes." She tilts her head slightly, watching him approach. "Noon..? Does nobody in this town get up any earlier then that?" She arches a brow, then sighs. "I suppose I'll have to either find something else to do until then or leave and look for a different town." Her eyes flick around for a moment before landing back on the male. "I'd ask what you think I should do, but you'd probably just tell me to either go crawl in a hole and die or tell me to go back to my tree with all my tree hugging friends." She murmurs, crossing her arms over her chest.

Freeziyana raises the visible eyebrow up again as he moves in even closer, her eyes flicking to keep the males claws in sight. It was obvious she didn't trust him enough to let her guard down completely. "And just what is so interesting about me, Baddie, that you would wish to entertain yourself with my presence? My own kind even avoids me. They say that I bring their moods down by disagreeing with their extremely high hopes. Their high hopes are that all other races will turn to our culture and cover the world with trees and flowers. I tell them that when the other races have their own ideas of how they feel the world should look, it's never going to happen." She frowns again, slightly, then looks back up at the Baddie's face. "And just how would you entertain yourself with me, in any case? Aside from causing harm, death, or bringing eggs into the world, hrm?"

She snorts slightly and follows him, eyes flicking slightly. "From past experiences, that's all most men want of anything female. So, forgive me for thinking that. It's... hard to get past previous experiences, isn't it?" She raises an eyebrow once more. "Humor..? I'm not intending to be amusing, you know." She says somewhat sharply, tail snapping once behind her before curling up. "Bazaar...? Isn't that where they sell trinkets most normal people like to collect? I really have no interest in such a place, not by myself, at least." She murmurs, stopping a few feet away from him. "I wouldn't expect you to follow me. There's no way I'm going out in that chaos." She says, eyeing the busy bazaar. "I'd be more likely to get run over, kidnapped, or murdered out there than I am right here." She had an obvious dislike and mistrust of large groups. One fae, she could stand being around. But large groups? Not a chance.