Eloise had never been a morning person by any stretch of the imagination – which was why it might be shocking to some to see her out and about so early in the day. Not bothering to stifle her yawn, Eloise rubbed her sleepy eyes as she walked through the town. She had to go to the flower shop to buy some new seeds to grow herbs for her potions, and she wanted to get them and start planting before it was time to open her shop. 

Walking into the cheery looking flower shop, Eloise saw that despite her early start, someone had already beat her to the store. It was one of the farmers. He always made Eloise feel… uncomfortable. He towered over her and he always smelled like the monsters he kept on his farm. If you looked at the little witch as she breezed into the flower shop though, you wouldn't think she was anything but her usual carefree self.

"Hiya, Mari," she greeted the girl behind the counter. It had taken a month for Eloise to even learn her name, and she still wasn't sure she got it right every time. Though always chipper, Eloise wasn't exactly what one would call 'sociable'. "You got any red clover seeds?"