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Draped Willow tendons hung over one side of the wood, parting without even touching the creatures passing through them, and letting them out into a beautiful, green glade. It smelled like spring, here, and flowers bloomed everywhere.

To those who had been involved in the Shipwreck cleanup on the beach, the blue-gray feline off to the side would a a familiar sight, although her fur was puffier and much drier, now. The stripes were a bit more subtle, now that her fur wasn't draped with water, but her colors were still very much the same.

A tiara of flowers wrested her head, settled gently on top of her ears as though it belonged there from a young age, and her ears held new piercings with shiny rocks she must have found on the beach hanging from them like earrings in vine cages. She smiled to greet the newcomers, and the familiar faces, and gave a bit of a bow. "Hello, and welcome to this lovely glade."

She waved her paws out at the field-like arrangement of flowers. "Look around. By magick that is yet lost to your breed, Spring has been brought to this glade temporarily, out of season, as it has to the rest of your world. Flowers you pick today will stay in their current forms for as long as you desire, and can be moulded into items, if you'd like."

"But be warned. There are two flowers that are different from others here. One is difficult to make into an accessory and requires a discerning eye to place it, but has other uses. The pollen of this flower is dangerous, and may remove you from any more flower hunting while the glade is in it's spring. The other is very beautiful, but may have already lost it's pollen. If it retains it's pollen, however, sniffing it will likely put you into a hallucination state that will remove you from flower hunting just for the day. This flower may be harvested, either way, as long as you're careful."

She smiled, pulling off her tiara to point out the flowers, in their turn, and introduce them.

These were the flowers she pointed out.
- Wishweed
- Starpollen (Hallucinogen)
- Spiderthorn (Dangerous Pollen, alternate Purposes)
- Hollyhockey Thorngrace
- Field Daisy

"You may come around every day, if you like. The field will only be in Spring for a week, however, and I will go through your finds at the end of the week to let you know what you've found. More frequent searches will be more likely to yield more flowers, and longer searches may yield a rarer flower in the find."

She thought a moment and smiled. "The Wishweed, here, may be found in clumps of 3-5, depending on where you look. It's named for a special ability it has, so if you find a clump, you may be able to acquire another item for it, if you're willing to give it up. And some of these flowers may be available in multiple colors. You'll just have to find out, I guess." She smiled and gave a bit of a bow before pulling her tiara back on and stepping back off to the side to let you into the field. "And I won't be requiring a payment this time, unless you wish me to do something of a more intricate nature with the items you find." (Ask to find out when you figure out what that is.) "And I'll be looking to you for design ideals, when you recieve your flowers!"

Enjoy your flower hunting!

Sadie wandered into a beautiful meadow, her jaw dropped as she noticed all of the gorgeous flowers, She was about to go and smell the nearest one when a voice popped out, seemingly from no where "Hello, and welcome to this lovely glade." Sadie jumped "Oh, Hello!" she said to the pretty grey Saigh who had spoken. "You mean we can pick some of these wonderful flowers to wear?" she asked "OH! Thank you!" she exclaimed then darted around in the meadow, she could hardly decide what to sniff first, she wanted to take in the energy of the glade before she even attempted to pick any flowers. They all looked amazing, but one kept bringing her eye back to it and she HAD to go over and smell the Hollyhockey Thorngrace before she went roaming around all the other sweet flowers.

(I'm'a leave this open 'till Sept 5th, okay? You guys don't have to wait for me to respond to post again, and you get one post a day, but I'll try to drop a post here and there for you. ^-^)

The feline chuckled as she watched the trio root around the vibrant flowers and beginning their collections. "Feel free to pick as many as you'd like. I'll be opening a trading post soon, so any you don't use today you can trade in, later." She took note of the flowers the girls were spending an abundance of their time around, Willowroot planted most firmly around the Field Daisies, a fairly common and widely ranged, very colorful flower most prominent in spring and durable throughout the summer, but usually disappearing before Fall would come around.

"Be careful, brilliance." She warned Sadie, who had managed to find a bush of the rarer Hollyhockey to return to often. She would notice occasionally that the more winter-prominant flower liked to tickle her muzzlefur with it's thorny outgrowths, only hinting at it's more sinister potential towards rending the flesh under her skin. It wasn't the Hollyhockey she was warning about, though, as the fae came dangerously close to a clump of Spiderthorn. "That stuff will knock you out for a couple days, if you're not careful."

A call from the third obtained her attention easily enough and she slid over, almost without making the blanket of Field Daisies ruffle at her step. Perhaps she had done some Gardening, back in her strange land. "Ah, you've found some Wishweed." She smiled, chuckling. "I suppose you'll have to wait and see. Don't blow them all out." She took a moment to confirm that the cool-toned flowers did have some glow to them, showing her how to shield the light from the flowers to see how bright the little round weeds glowed. "They're also called Nightglows, sometimes, because their glowing is really bright at night. They attract fireflies sometimes during breeding season, and each of these little fluff-tipped sticks is a seed. That's why they're called weeds." She smiled, enjoying sharing the information with the youths.

The fae smiled as she looked around, watching Sadie and quietly checking the flowers she'd sniffed to ensure she wouldn't need to administer any antitoxins, but... Nothing dangerous so far.

She returned to her post at the entrance to greet any new fur to the area and repeat her information and warnings. "Don't be afraid to look higher than your pawprints, loves. The ground isn't the only place flowers grow, y'know."

Sera

The black saigh female was dozing off in the trees nearby with one of her paws draping off the branch but as the rising and decreasing flow of noise and movements continues to 'crash' against her, the femme had no choice but to open her striking green eyes in mild annoyance trying to detect the source(s) of the sounds and movements. Her body seizes up as she stares at the saighs that is prowling around near the beach or meadow or forest, looking for ... something.

Sera's ears pins against her back momentarily as she eyed the fae critically but the words whispered through her mind in almost seductive tone- Find the flowers and it shall adorn you in lovely jewelry you always dreamed about. She slowly stands up as she tries not to let the thoughts of moon-touched jewelry flutter through her mind because what if the fae have the mindreading abilities? that would be disastrous for both parties involved because that means Sera will have to kill that poor fae.

But she couldn't resist take a look at the flowers that is waiting for her to discover so she leapt down from the tree gracefully with just 3 'pounces' and slinks toward the shadowy part of the forest that lines around the fae's spot, her emerald eyes is fixed on the fae. Few steps, freeze, few more steps, freeze. That continued until she arrived to that area, she saw some pale-colored flowers that is tightly budded and she smiles, recognizing some of the night-flowers. She closes her eyes as she could see the jewelry she wanted. Moon-kissed necklace or tiara or bracelet with ruby colored charms here and there to symbolize her passion for the night.

The black 'leopardess' nuzzles the flowers absently as she wishes she have found those flowers before. This is... her another paradise.

The tabby-coated fae watched the others with curiousity, smiling as her eyes passed from one's explorations to the next. She still offered no input as to what they had managed to find, however. "This glade won't last much longer, you may want to begin gathering your herbs." She warned softly, smiling as Sera snuggled with some un-opened bulbs of the flowers found in the field. As the fae had not introduced any night-dominant flowers, there were likely none to be found; the bulbs probably entertained Field Daisies, or, at the best, juvenile Hollyhockey Thorngrace.

(For those interested, there is a new post in the 'Inventory' topic in the main section of the guild that offers a more in-depth view of these flowers.)

Genevieve lifted her head from the earth and gently have the clump of Wishweeds one last little pat before noticing some Field Daisy scattered off to the side. They were beautiful as well. She kept glancing to the Wishweeds and then back to the Daises until coming up with a brilliant idea. She jumped up with joy and wagged her little tail. “What a great idea!” her smile blossoming on her lips as she lowered her head to the Wishweeds. Genevieve blew gently as not to let the little petals of the Wishweeds blow off. She felt like dancing as she felt so proud with coming up with the idea even more so all on her own. She raised her head and trotted to the Field Daises in wonder of which one to use—which color would complement her best.

Sadie realised she was rushing, and in her hurry she was dropping flowers all over the place, closing her eyes she took a deep breath, then another, to calm herself. Once she was able to think straight she looked out into the field. Slowly she gathered the flowers she'd dropped, she decided to make them look pretty, she carried them in her mouth over to a tree that had some thin vines hanging from it, carefully placing the flowers on the ground she grabbed a vine and pulled at it until it snapped, then she tied the flowers up with the vine, arranging them in a pretty way. Walking up to the pretty female she'd first met she handed her the flower bouquet "here, i'll go find some more, i wanted to thank you for allowing me here so i did something pretty" she said, before bounding off picking some more flowers for herself.