5/1/2025, 11:35 AM
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The piebald menace fluttered over the meadows, diving and weaving between the beams of the afternoon light. Her beady red eyes patrolled the earth below, hovering with silent intent over each of the visitors that set foot upon their home. Sneactha would keep a close eye on them, that much was certain. That, and, well, there were bound to be many trinkets left behind by these clumsy, drunk souls.
And Sneachta was more than happy to take advantage of that.
They certainly wouldn't notice if a few things ... disappeared.
With a few graceful flaps of her wings, she made her way toward the clearing, quickly noting a pile of flowery treasures guarded by a small, furry beast. The crowns had many colors, some more appealing than others. And it was in those few moments that she decided she would also partake in flower crown making. She certainly had an eye for decoration, after all.
The avian would swoop, fluttering toward the ground to land lightly beside the busy raccoon. And without introduction, she would begin to peck at the flower crowns, grabbing at the flowers while casually — and accidentally — aiming her beak toward the honeycomb that the raccoon had been given as a prize for his very hard work.
