Chan doesn't know when it became a routine for him but eventually he always finds himself traversing these now familiar woods. Following the now familiar hidden path further down and deeper into the heart of the forest itself.

The forest is alive with wildlife up in the trees or in the underbrush and to him, it's become like a gentle music buzzing in the background.

Soon he's nearing and rounding into a clearing full of flowers, patches of grass, a small river cutting through and a big willow tree just by the water side. And underneath, the fae he's become interested in.

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With slow and steady steps, he's approaching the fae, a smirk gracing his lips as his eyes narrow and take in the scene of the fae braiding together what seems to be a flower crown.

"Don't you have anything better to do, little fairy? Or is playing with flowers the only thing you do all day?"