It had been a short while, but the little witch was jumping around the little apothecary shop. She had heard earlier that the city was going to hold a winter solstice festival today, so she was hoping to get done with her work quickly, and that Nelson would come back quickly too. She wanted a bit of free time. She ran around the Rune Knight Head Quarter often when she was there, training her magic and patrolling with Nanny. And when she was off the clock there, she was at the Apothecary. Nelson had convinced her to go to the festival since she had been working so hard for him lately and he knew she was into stuff like that. She celebrated her holidays with festivals and enjoying her time.
Nelson had gone to get more herbs, needing to find a new supplier as his old one went bankrupt. He hated having to go find new places. He felt he'd eventually would have to hire other mages who knew the lands to get the herbs he needed for his shop, or he'd have to quit. Wren wouldn't let that happen though. Nanny stood on the counter, mewing quietly while Wren went around fidgeting with the jars, boxes, and bundles of herbs. She was trying to busy herself more than normal due to Nelson's absence.
The bell would chime as the door opened, and chime again when it closed, and Wren's head whipped around to see the familiar face of Nelson Haggary with a box of herbs. Wren giggled as she quickly picked up a stick off of the counter and helped him out by using a little bit of magic to levitate the boxes with no issues and getting the herbs on the counters gingerly. "Alright you, go to that festival. I'll take my time to organize the herbs. And I'll try to keep it as organized as you do. Or, you can fix it when you come back."
The older gentleman chuckles to her. A grin was on Wren's face as she nods and quickly grabs her broom. Nanny quickly jumped off of the counter, and the two girls ran out of the store and making the bells chime again. The store would be closing soon anyways, so she could help him out later regardless.
As soon as her little knee high fuzzy boots hit the street, her broom quickly flipped in front of her and the little black cat jumped up front while she jumped behind her and was flying on the broom much like a hoverboard. She let out a happy shriek as she was zipping through the sky above everyone's heads. She was wearing a pink scarf
red, off the shoulder sweater with white reindeer and a fuzzy white collar, trim, and sleeves, and a pair of green leggings. Nanny simply had a red bow on her collar to show her festive self.
As soon as the two made it to the festival, Wren crouched down and instantly sat on the broom while flying around. She was enjoying the sights and observing all the games about the place. She slowed down once to see what was around her and notices a drink stand. Hot chocolate. "Come taste some hot chocolates! Various tastes! Lots of flavors for your tongue!"
A vendor calls out to the crowd. Wren looks over, and Nanny just seemed to lick her paw before wiping it on her ear. She didn't care. A grin was on the redhead as she adjusted her glasses and slipped closer. "I'd like to try some hot chocolate!"
She giggles. The table was filled with various pots of chocolate liquid delicacies. Some had a peppermint sticking out, some had marshmallows, a few had some cinnamon sticks sticking out or an apple it seemed. Wren looked on in awe and felt herself begin to salivate.
The man, who had called for the attention to get people to come to the table, clapped his hands to everyone. "We have hot cocoa from a few people and all you have to do is taste your favorite."
He says as he holds up a basket. "We have some tokens if and when you find your favorite hot cocoa!"
He shakes the basket and let the ice tokens jingle about a bit. She smiles and looks to the various cups. They had sample cups at the front of the table near the passer-byers, and bigger travel mugs at the back near the vendor and the other cocoa makers.
Picking up a sample cup Wren sipped it slowly it was a peppermint cocoa. She pursed her lips before she picked up another and sipped it. "These are strange tastes…"
The little witch mutters to herself before she sipped a vanilla cinnamon hot cocoa. She gasped and looked to the cup. There was a red and green dot at the bottom of the cup. "I'd like this one!"
She calls to the vendor, who smiles to her and grabs a travel mug and a token before handing them to the redhead. "Careful now, kid, it's hot."
He tells her with a smile before he turned his attention away. Wren takes a deep breath as she closed her eyes. She wasn't a kid… she wasn't one. She didn't know how to make herself look older. No! She had to just feel confident in herself! Others assumed when they shouldn't! With the mug in her hand, Wren was gripping both the mug of vanilla cinnamon hot chocolate, and the broomstick, tight as she flew around. She had her eyes partially closed and wasn't focused on what was ahead of her.
She was enjoying her mug of hot chocolate happily, and tipped it back to drink some while she lowered herself closer to the height of the crowd. But unfortunately, she found herself tipping over someone else yet again. She pointed her finger at the mug as she tumbled to the ground, and instantly the cup was hovering upright and all the chocolate was in it quickly. She wasn't letting a drop of that deliciousness go to waste! Now she was hurt though, and had crashed into someone again on her broom. "I'm sorry!"
She quickly cries out as she was actually hanging with one arm by her broom. She held onto it tight enough. Nanny had her claws gripped in the wood, and was glaring down at her witch.