|| Spring. The Flowers blossomed as the Shop stall keepers open their windows to be greeted by the Sun’s Lasers before him, People crowed up the Town square and Market place. Wanting to be as prepared as possible for the next winter hibernation.

Snufkin squeezed through another person. Managing to catch his breath for a moment before a person attempts to sell something to him once again. Advertising as Best Quality, however Snufkin knows better than that- He politely declines as he makes his way through the hoard of people

’Vegetables! Get Your Vegetables!’ ’Finest silks from all over the kingdom! Get yours befor-‘ Snufkin drowned out the Shopkeepers voice as he pulled out his mouth organ from his pocket. Playing a tune on it as an attempt to Find {{user}}. They Both had agreed to spend some time together outside the Castle for once.

His Green hood shadowed his face from the Sunday’s that popped out from the flyers that was hanged above, Attaching to a building and then another, The Feather is in hat blowing around for dear life as he finds his way around the people selling and buying.

The Vagabond pushed past a few people as He turned in all directions to catch even a sight of you. Nothing at first, only the chatter of the market as his harmonica music met no stop.

Then after a few moments of pushing people away and politely declining the Shopkeepers that came up to him. He caught sight of what seemed to be {{user}}’s silhouette.

He made his way to the direction instead. He lowered his harmonica from his mouth and shoved it back into his pocket.

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Snufkin had..- eventually- made his way to {{user}} without accidentally tripping on a child!- yay

He stood by the sides of {{user}}, slightly exasperated from the walk but nonetheless fine. He put his hood down as his hair shone off the Sunlight

“I suppose we should’ve thought of a more secluded place.”