[PRP] Petals on the Wind

[Lunadriel]

This is a private RP for Juliette and Lunadriel, for this months RP prompt.







This month we're going to RP Cottagecore. What?
Cottagecore is an aesthetic that celebrates simple living, particularly in the countryside. It encourages a lifestyle rooted in traditional skills—like baking bread, gardening, and sewing your own clothes.

Write a 750 word RP minimum about Cottagecore. This can be a day in the life of your soquili, it can even be a story they tell about orcs opening bookshops wink. Whatever it is, it's about the simple living; about the joy. Hakuna Matata and all that! (Can you tell, I just got back from the Disney? XD)

BONUS:

You can earn bonus points this month by including GARDEN GNOMES and/or MUSHROOMS in your RP. One point for each, or three for both. But you must bold them or capitalize them so I don't miss it. IF YOU FEAR GARDEN GNOMES, like for real scared, THEN YOU MAY MENTION LAWN FLAMINGOS IN THEIR PLACE.  

[Lunadriel]

The early morning market is abuzz with people selling wares. A mix of Soquili and villagers stand about to offer various foods, crafts, or other things of interest. Many come every weekend. Myscelia Petalwing included! Once a month, she comes, to go to her favorite stall: the plant one. Maybe stopping by a jewelry stall on the way back home. Today, she brings her own jewelry, some bottles of homemade rice wine, and flowers of her own. Various things to offer for trade, should she find things of interest. Carrying a blue basket, that matches her aesthetic, she heads straight there. The smell of foods, and fresh produce, with the hint of kicked up dirt, draw her in. Smiling at others, and giving them doe eyes if they glance her way. A few males, stop in their tracks. Myscelia pretends to be shy, and dips her head away from them. With a dainty, delicate walk, she doesn't stop. Likely , she could find the corner with all the plants, with her eyes closed.

Myscelia walks alone, today. Sometimes, she would be accompanied by her sisters, or other mares from her flutter/herd. Each would go to different areas, to see what baubles and treasures they could bring back home. All were busy this morning, so she came by herself. Of course, if she saw anything that she thought her sisters would like, she'd pick them up a souvenir. Most of the time, she brought home treats. That pleases most anyone!

The paper wrapped bottles clink, as she adjusts the basket, and is almost to the plant stand. Hopefully, they have some new flowers today!

WC: 273