Sleepy Fox Hollow pretty rude that it's not friday but ok.

The girl had slowly become more accustomed to her surroundings in the Hollow… though once she had, she was able to run out and release the full force of her determination to do whatever the hell she wanted. She was prancing around outside the den, getting further and further from it’s sights as she hummed to herself.
 
She only paused to look at the poppies, the strong scent of opiates from the seeds lingering in the air around her… they were starting to bloom, blinking as she sniffed at them, wondering just what they were. Perhaps @Mahler or @Wylla would know. Her parents seemed to know everything.