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[ It's a bit late, but Polka's voice can be heard humming lightly over the sound of snow crunching beneath her footsteps. She's all bundled up for the weather, and she brought her parasol with her in case it started to rain or snow. She's on her way into the forest, hands tucked into her coat pockets. Little girls really shouldn't be wandering around so late at night, but Polka doesn't seem to pay that any mind. Don't mind the girl bearing seeds, she's looking for a place to plant her flowers when it gets warmer. Feel free to stop her or run into her on the way. ]