"huh." i reply. "i guess i'll come in. so what do you do here?"i turn into a moon moth, then flutter up to the top of the gate.

I pull the intricately welded gate open with a slight creak. The rust coating its surface makes me wonder how often this place is visited. The park isn't huge, but it's a perfectly good size, in my opinion. The ground is covered in lush green grass and wooden picnic tables are scattered along one side. A little river cuts through the park, murmuring softly. One corner is filled with a bright flower garden. Somehow, the flowers are blooming, despite the cold weather. I pause for a moment, taking it all in. I wish I had found this place sooner. I hesitate for a second, not sure where to go, but decide to visit the flower garden first.

I flutter in silently, floating upon the wind as a mere night sparrow. I dive down, and see a moth, as well as peppermint. I float down to peppermint and turn back into a human. 

"Hi, pepper!" I say. 

As I open the gates, I plan to only look around for a few minutes before leaving. The park sounds appealing, but I have a journey to make. My owl, Wanderer, is asleep on my shoulder. When I get inside the park, I'm absolutely enchanted. Everywhere I look, there are birds of all kinds, trees, rivers, flowers and lavender blooming. The smell of lemon floats around. I see a couple of other people, along with a moth. I wave to them and smile, thinking, "Maybe a few more minutes here wouldn't hurt..." Even Wanderer is suddenly not sleepy. Well, she's not sleepy enough to flutter lazily up onto the lowest branch of the nearest tree and fall asleep again. "Great," I say, "now I have an excuse to stay here!" I sit on a small, neat wooden bench and take out a book, admiring the sunrise.

I hum to myself as I amble in, Twiga (my two-foot-tall giraffe) following close on my heels. There are a surprising number of people here, what with it being so early and all. I turn back to thank Aurora, but she's disappeared. I blibk, then shrug. Twiga says <crimy> before going to a nearby rosebush to pick some leaves to eat. I watch her, a slight smile on my face.

I walk through the gate and instantly feel happy. Something about this place gives off a good mood. Windracer runs off to terrorize other people, and I have to tell 7506 to chase him. I sit down on a park bench, grab my thermos, and just enjoy the park.

i hop down from the gates and change back into my kitsune form. i walk up to NDF. "hello Mx. dreamfire. my name is moon kitsune, formerly moondemon, formerly hug a mind flayer, formerly probably a few other things. what do you think of this park?" 

I tentatively push open the gate. It creaks gently, and a few people look my way. I duck my head, blushing from the sudden attention, and hurry to an empty wooden picnic table. I tuck my wings in self-conciously and pull my Kindle out of my bag. Before I start reading, however, I notice a huge oak tree in the center of the park. A smile lights up my face and I stuff my Kindle away, unfurling my wings in a blast of air. I swoop to a graceful landing on a thick, straight branch and scooch over until I fond the most comfortable spot, where I lean back and, once again, pull out my Kindle. The conversations around me fade into wordless chatter, until I shake myself out of my reverie. I check the time quickly. It's an hour later than when I first arrived, but the sky above the park was still a sherbet-pastel gradient of pinks and oranges. "Wow," I breathe, "it's like a perpetual sunrise!"