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Someone was coming, if they took a moment to listen to the sound of the low rumble of an electric powered suv along the main branch of the road. The driver behind the wheel was unaware of the worry and frustration that was growing among the creatures over the delay in their feeding, but she was speeding along anyway given the rush from the speed of the four-wheel drive. It felt like flying, it was fantastic and Jessica Addams was a very giddy one.

Aside from driving, this one of many now unsupervised trips to the Fantasy Field and today was a big big day with visitors. It was exciting. Someone else should be worried with leaving her alone really, but perhaps another handler would be on their way a little later to make sure no one died or something.

Especially when she started putting on the brakes, heavily, after traveling down the road. Was that something? No, didn't look like it. Was that? She stopped again with a screech of the wheels against the pebbled road beneath the tires. High speeds and high powered braking, probably not the safest means of travel. And not when she had her notebook in hand, pressed against the wheel with her eyes glancing occasionally to the words she had scribbled on during her training; refreshing procedures and also what creatures were actually in the Fantasy Fields.

Stop and go. Stop and go. Oh wait, was that one of them? Jessie squinted, leaning over the wheel to peer through the window. Hm.

Rook shifted slightly turning to follow Leland as he landed near by. So much talk of food things, all kinds of food things. He didn't reach out to pet the Hippogryph, he tried to pet another park creature once and had gotten in a lot of trouble when he pet too hard.

Eventually he turned to Eytan shoulders rolling in a shrug, << Rook eats, Rook eats what is given. Not picky. Sometimes eat rocks I find, not filling, just makes Rook feel a bit better. >>

He tilted his head at all the others, << What is... Jelly? >>

Right on cue, Jessica's car was rolling up towards the fields. Rook turned, quicker then normally raising a hand to point towards the car, << Food? >> He shifted turning about, careful not to step on anyone as he started to lumber his way towards the car on the other side of the wall.

Amitiel stood and stretched, then shook her body to settle her feathers and fur. Satisfied that she was now presentable she started walking towards the SUV. While she would have preferred to fly she refused to ruin all her hard work, it wasn't easy keeping white feathers and fur clean. As she walked she kept a weary eye on the ground. The last thing she wanted was to trip in front of everyone, she was far more graceful in the air then on the ground.

When she was a short distance away she stopped and regarded the handler. << Good morning, >> she said even though she know the handler wouldn't be able to hear her.

Cleo stretched on a rock she'd taken to sunbathing on as she settled into a more comfortable position. She hoped food would arrive soon, all the talk was making her hungry.

As if the though summoned the food, a loud monster started lumbering up. Once it stopped moving, its growling died down and it spat out their handler.

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Stalking down the rock, she landed lightly on the ground and gave a stretch of her wings before walking up to the handler who was pulling things out of the back of the monster. Cleo sat down a few feet away from the woman, flicking her tail in anticipation for food. Her tail flicked around more fervently in mild irritation when she wasn't immediately noticed. The Sphinx gave a loud snort and smacked the ground with her paw twice in a pay attention to me gesture in hopes that this would earn her attention and food.

If need be, she would crawl on top of the monster to get this handler's attention. Cleo was a sphinx that would not be denied.

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Name: Cleo
Species: Sphinx
Park Location: Fantasy Fields
Physical Description: Five feet tall, yellow lion's body with brownish-yellow wings, long brown hair/mane, and a human female face with golden eyes.
Brief Character Profile: Cleo is calm and intelligent. She enjoys teasing or confusing others, especially her handlers. She adores attention and will do just about anything to get it without getting into too much trouble.

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At first, Jessica was vaguely aware that she was gaining an audience, what with the ruffle of feathers and the soft pads of paws and taloned feet growing closer to her location. To caught up in properly arranging the heavy crates and all, all nicely labeled with the food items they housed for each of the lovely critters of this particular field. A n**, though, well that caught her attention. Even if it was more aimed at her uniform, it was still a large gorgeous head right near her.

"Oh, goodness!" She exclaimed with something of a giggle of mirth as she nearly dropped the one that held their daily pellets. She turned, a smile still present even after being startled by Leland (who received a gentle pat on the head and a soft, 'please don't eat my clothes'), to finally notice her growing brood. Which she had expected, well she had somewhat expected but couldn't remember exactly what she would be encountering on this run.

"Good morning, lovelies!" The plump woman greeted with a sparkle in her eye. Not like they would really understand what she was saying to them, nor return anything in kind but they seemed to be chattering away about something.

"We have a big big day ahead of us, with some lovely guests here to see you, so we need to make sure you'll all fed and happy!" Really, she nearly clapped her hands together like a small child but managed to stop herself. Instead, she clapped once, the sound crisp as one hand hit her notebook which was open and at the ready to identify who got what.

Right. Food. Jessica blinked for a few minutes, realizing she was still on her own on this and awkwardly moved towards a few of the crates she had settled out of the back of the suv and began working on the closures. Already she could smell the wonderful aroma of their dietary needs. Urg.

"Meat," she simply said when one of the lids was off. Who.. got meat. Nevermind that each of the crates was nicely labeled with the desired information, she was already flipping through pages of her notebook.

Cleo's tail thumped against the ground with loud thwacks as she continued to be ignored. As she prepared to jump on top of the monster, a sound caught her attention. Then a scent. Food. A box had been opened up, a delicious scent wafting from within. Forgetting her need for attention, Cleo sauntered up to the box. Taking a piece of meat out gingerly, she noted the handler mentioning guests. Coming here. To see her.

Her ears perked. Guests meant crowds. Crowds meant attention. That was everything Cleo could hope for. She suppressed a shiver of excitement at the thought and settled for ruffling her wings to cover for any movement that might have been seen. She had to maintain decorum after all.

With her prize in mouth, she pranced a little ways off to find a nice warm spot to lay down and eat. She needed all the energy she could muster for her awaiting fans, after all.

A monster! Another large monster like the one that spat up their handler was coming, which meant it would spit out people. That meant attention. Getting up from the spot she'd been snoozing after her meal, she gave a stretch and trotted over to the monster as it started spitting people out.

Deciding she should give them something to see, she loped into two small hops before jumping high into the air for a flip. Spreading her wings, she broke out of the flip and glided over to the large monster that had brought the people here and perched on top before bouncing off again to land lightly on the ground to the back left of the monster. She sat down on the ground and waited for their reaction to her show, flicking her tail slowly in curiosity.

How was that, were they impressed?