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                  “HAPPINESS BLOOMS FROM WITHIN”

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ooc;; Wow uh, where did these past few months go? Hahaha... oh boi. Sorry for the disappearance folks life has been a bit crazy and I honestly haven’t had a chance to come back here. 

ooc;; Sorry for the lack of posting!! I recently took in three kittens to foster and they’re taking up all my free time right now. They’re all super young and it has been a bit stressful because of it and I’m trying to find homes for two of them and yeah. But here are some pictures of them being adorable until I return under the cut!

“Big cities might not have the right amount of space for the corvidknights and their cabs. Even in the Galar region, there are certain cleared spaces for those pokemon.” Slowly adi peeled an orange and frowned in thought. “However.. Corvisquire on the other hand? Clever, but small enough to fit into tighter spaces and strong enough to fight off most anyone trying to abduct a lost child. be that a Pokemon or a human.” 

   The wear on the book had made it clear that the item was obviously important, but the other’s smile and relief made that even more clear. Hilda couldn’t help but wonder what resided on the pages of the notebook. “It’s nice to meet you Poppy. There’s a small cafe near here I think.” Hilda started, turning to glance to where she remembered the shop to be just a few streets away. “I haven’t been to it in a little over two years but it’s probably still there.”         

Her advice was sound, and it had her mulling and thinking over things she hadn’t considered. She was only really looking at it from a Draconid point of view… but not a human one. Rayquaza would often tell her ‘If it feels right, then just go with it’… and yet she wasn’t listening… until now. 

( She really should pay more attention to him and his wisdom as his Chosen. )

“No… No your advice is actually good.” She admits. “I always looked at it from the way of my Village’s point of view… but never from what I desired.” Night was a good man in his own way, and while she thought he might be of that way to her… She couldn’t deny there were severe differences in how they thought and acted – and the way he had treated that mother Haxorus and her offspring should have been a telltale sign not to go any farther. 

A sigh… and yet a soft smile.

“… Thank you, Poppy.” She responds, looking over at her.  “I’m sorry for spilling my emotions onto you… and for that, I can take you to Spear Pillar myself, I think, as an apology.” Figuring the hunt was done for now, she would get to her feet and recall her pokemon, leaving out only Gray-Wind who lightly brushed dirt over the fire, making sure to avoid getting it anywhere near Poppy and Callista. Once Callista had put her cape back on and was ready to go, she turned to look at the young woman.

“It’ll be a bit of a trek, but are you prepared?”

@poppyluck​

As Callista took a few moments to go over the advice she had given to her, Poppy was slightly worried she might have said too much or, maybe not enough. As someone who had never had these troubles, it was hard to know if she had said something useful or not. As soon as the blonde spoke, Poppy felt a bit relieved it had been decent advice after all and it seemed she had come to some choice. 

     “I’m just glad I was able to help,” lips curing into a warm smile as she thanked them. At the mention of going to the Spear Pillar, Poppy was a bit excited. This was the area she had been longing to see since she entered the cave and she was going to actually be able to reach the top. As Callista got to her feet, gathering her items and putting on her cape Poppy did much of the same. Placing the now empty contain back into her bag, she double checked around her feet to make sure she was not leaving anything behind. Once everything was accounted for, she got to her feet and began walking over towards her new friend.

Upon hearing Poppy’s hesitant response, Clair regrets her tone–it’s been a long day, but she still doesn’t mean to come off so harshly towards the researcher…especially when said researcher is offering a heartfelt gift to her. Locking the Gym’s door for the evening, she turns towards Poppy again, massaging her temples tiredly. 

“I apologize for assuming things–I’m just used to every gift coming with an attached request nowadays, especially from outside researchers,” she admits with a small, rueful smile. “Thank you for the chocolates. This may seem sudden, but would you like to join me for evening tea back at my apartment? I actually keep most of my own Dragon research at home–maybe I can answer some of your questions there…as a way to repay your kindness, of course.” 

As Clair locked the door Poppy was a bit worried she might have crossed a line, especially as she began massaging her temples. However, the dragon masters tone shifted and was now even smiling to which Poppy offered a warmer smile back. Clair really was a sweetheart at the end of the day it seemed and for that, Poppy was glad.

As Poppy mentioned it was peculiar that this area wasn’t publicized. Not that Raguna would have any quarrel with that! Iif anything it felt more intimate, knowing that he was privy to this sort of space around his land left unexplored and for him and those he brings to see. He’s of a mind to map it out himself, dot out the meadows and strike through the streams. There could be caves or old shrines out here for all anyone knew! This area was very much rural, but it may not stay that way for much longer. Castelia had already filled out its land space to the desert, and surely Virbank wouldn’t stay rooted to the coast forever.

He surveys the area with a fond blue gaze, hands on his hips and a satisfied breath of air that wafted in all of nature had to offer.

“So am I. It’s amazing the difference a bit of walking away from the main routes will do, huh?” Ambient noise pollution, that was the word he’d read in that one book. Noise, light, there were all kinds of way that the human presence could diminish what nature offered. Who even knew what it would be like to be here under the stars? 

With equally careful steps he moves through the field of flowers, brushing his hands against the tulip blossoms and noting the smaller flowers lacing in between the various beds. He’s making his way towards the sunflowers when they all spin around at once to face the duo.

“Oh! Sunflora! And so many of them!”

     “Sunflora?!” Instantly Poppy was turning around to Raguna, seeing where they were and then noticed the Sunflora. How had she not noticed them sooner? Poppy called herself a researcher and yet they had blended in so well she had not even seen them standing there as plain as day. She had just assumed them to be regular old Sunflowers basking in the sunlight. 

Now that she did know Poppy was coming over, slowly and carefully so as to not scare them. Once in a good spot and close to Raguna, she was quick to plop herself onto the ground. Moving her bag from off her she rested it in front of her, digging through it before producing a bound notebook and a pen. Opening it she flipped through the pages until she was at the next blank one and began sketching the heard of Sunflora without a care in the world. They had not made any move to attack them so why should she bother then while they were soaking in the sun. 

“A pleasure to meet you as well, Miss Locke. It is no trouble to me, really, but you ought to be more careful. The Slumbering Weald is home to many Pokemon, most of which do not take kindly to trespassers.” Tatiana would be gone for but a moment to enter her house, returning with a tray of their snacks. Earl Grey macarons with a teapot of Lady Grey tea. Bergamot, she thought. Miss Locke reminded her of bergamot. She was glad to have made them the other day. Perhaps this was a meeting arranged by fate?

“I do know the way out of this forest,” it need not be mentioned to her that the other had been lost for quite some time. Artie had said something about it already, but until she found herself near the witch’s home, Tatiana could not have guessed her reason for entering the weald. She was many things, but a mind reader was not one of them. “You call yourself a researcher, though. Was there something you were hoping to find here?”

What are your intentions, Miss Poppy Locke?

Nodding her head to the others warning of being careful, Poppy really needed to take that lesson more to heart. Another friend had said the same thing to her when they met as well. As she brought out tea and macarons, Poppy had taken a seat at the table. Smelling the scent wafting from the teapot she already knew what the tea was though she was a bit curious as to the flavor of the treats. Still, she would wait for the other to serve themselves first before she went for anything.