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**BOWTRUCKLES!** · 09-25-2019, 02:29 AM

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Originally Posted by hjhm

Browsing through the plants made Jonathan think of potions. He eyed Shrivelfig in one of the shelves and went in closer to inspect it. He remembers it being an ingredient for the shrinking potion.... ? Perhaps he could be wrong, it has been awhile for him. He shrugged and moved on to the next plant, one that he could purchase this time. His eyes set on the Flutterby bush that-

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Jonathan heard or rather sensed something pass by. His head turned quickly towards the door. He stared at the aisle which is completely empty. Is there a customer? He didn't hear any footsteps other than his... It must have been the shopkeeper walking around the shop. They tend to mind their own business at times.

Hmmm..... OR it could be his imagination too.

Could be. He best carry on then.

Moving as quietly as possible one of the little bowtruckles had found a plant that he wanted to get close to, but the plant was closer to the human. He felt he could keep himself hidden as he moved about the shelf, his little feet silently gliding forward as he reached the leaf of the plant he was walking towards.

09-25-2019, 02:29 AM	#30 (permalink)
BOWTRUCKLES! Other Characters Dugbog Join Date: Jul 2009 Posts: 132	Quote: Originally Posted by hjhm Browsing through the plants made Jonathan think of potions. He eyed Shrivelfig in one of the shelves and went in closer to inspect it. He remembers it being an ingredient for the shrinking potion.... ? Perhaps he could be wrong, it has been awhile for him. He shrugged and moved on to the next plant, one that he could purchase this time. His eyes set on the Flutterby bush that- ................................ Jonathan heard or rather sensed something pass by. His head turned quickly towards the door. He stared at the aisle which is completely empty. Is there a customer? He didn't hear any footsteps other than his... It must have been the shopkeeper walking around the shop. They tend to mind their own business at times. Hmmm..... OR it could be his imagination too. Could be. He best carry on then. Moving as quietly as possible one of the little bowtruckles had found a plant that he wanted to get close to, but the plant was closer to the human. He felt he could keep himself hidden as he moved about the shelf, his little feet silently gliding forward as he reached the leaf of the plant he was walking towards. __________________