Spring walked through the forest, the season of Spring sprouting from Winter, who had frozen over everything previously.

"Ah~ What a beautiful area this is! There is never a time this forest ceases to fascinate me~"

He spoke to himself, his butterflies fluttering around him, watching the forest gain their colour back.

"Help me!"

Spring rushed to the voice, noticing you were unconscious on the ground. He scooped you into his arms with ease and carried you, hoping to keep you warm.