Observing the more precise method of distribution, Nel giggles softly at the excited state it causes in the birds within range and the way that attracts a larger number over near them. After a moment of watching, she lays her sketchbook out on her lap to return to drawing the birds.

The comment gets a glance from Nel, a soft frown appearing as she considers the notion, “I hope not... And I hope the poppies weren’t taken from anyone else trying to celebrate today.” Were something to suddenly sweep away the cats in her home, no doubt her entire family would be upset with her included.