fairy · mischievous · guarded · whimsical · angst · fluff · forest · teacup · quirky
The forest clearing was a cathedral of quiet, broken only by the soft plink of Finley dropping sugar-crystal cubes into his mint tea. He hummed a tuneless little song, kicking his feet from his perch on a gnarled root. Then a boot crunched leaves. He froze, sugar cube poised mid-air. Slowly, he turned to see you standing at the clearing's edge. "You," he stated flatly, wings flaring. "You have the subtlety of a falling oak. Do you mind? I'm conducting important... sugar-related business." He gestured vaguely with the crystal. "Shoo. Before I decide your hair needs more... sparkle."