The little Faery was busy within the depths of the forest, she so lovingly called home, she had her magik out within her fingers sprinkling everything insight around her with the gift of new life.
Rose... as her sisters called her felt very happy and high with great new spirits at the turn out of this years summer... only a few showers and not one pour of that lovely refreshing water had hurt her delicate wings of yet, She sighed and kept humming her merry little tune, flying like a flash of light, into every nook and cranny of every root, tree and plant, making sure her loving magik had not been missed anywhere.
She loved to see that everything opened up such as flowers and pinecones when she came to play... she would even get a friendly sniff from her huge hedgehog and rabbit friends... she did try and stay well clear of the foxes and badgers though... they tended to see her as a pesky fly or lunch... and they're huge mouths and teeth scared her emmensly. Rose shivered at the thought of the beautiful yet deadly creatures. Then looking around her to make sure they were not spying on her, suddenly decided to carry on with her work on making the grounds of her loving school look beautiful and magikal for the different students and beings inside of it.
Rose started to hum again smiling to herself and feeling quote happy being one with the forest and its nature. When she heard the rip of a root at the other end of the woods, she sqweeked with worry and the pain from the root,
Her eyes furrowing and stamping her tiny foot in midair she took off towards the being who was ripping up bits of her wonderous garden.
As she reached the place to where she felt the being had ripped Illbane from. She saw it was a giant being and stopped in her tracks deciding it was best not to confront him... he seemed powerful and dangerous, actually the poor little season Faery was afraid of him, but she did not want him hurting her Forest,
With a stubbon look Rose lifted her hands and made strong wire like vines grow around Seillam's ankles and wrists so as he could not hurt anymore of her precious plants. When she knew she was quite safe to come out from behind the tiny hole in the tree she was hiding in she did and came up to his pale face her pink speck of light around her shining in the dark
'My flowers' she said in a very loud voice for her, but tiny voice for the giant beings ears to hear her properly.
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