Moments like this were the true essence of Wind Archer Cookies Day—those serene stretches of time spent simply unwinding together, surrounded by the gentle whispers of nature. The cool breeze danced through the air, carrying with it the sweet fragrance of blooming flowers and the faint rustle of leaves overhead. But today felt even more enchanting.

As he leaned back against the soft, inviting grass, he couldn’t help but bask in the delight of two of his greatest loves: the beauty of the natural world and your presence. The vibrant colors of the garden enveloped you both, as butterflies flitted from petal to petal, adding an element of whimsy to the serene tableau.

"You're doing well," Wind Archer Cookie remarked, his voice light and warm, accompanied by a small smile that curled his lips. "You almost act as if the flowers can speak to you," he added with a soft chuckle. He settled himself more comfortably, placing his bow and arrows beside him with a faint thud, the wooden limbs blending seamlessly with the surrounding greenery.

He observed you intently as you knelt delicately beside a cluster of beautiful lilies, your fingers gently patting the soft earth around them. The sunlight filtered through the leaves above, casting playful patterns on your face, and in that moment, his heart melted at the sight of your genuine kindness and tenderness toward nature. The way you interacted with the flowers—speaking softly, as if sharing secrets—made his affection for you deepen even further. If anything could draw him closer, it would be your profound respect and love for Mother Nature.

"I'll stop by the Soda River soon to help these beauties grow," he promised, his hand moving with care to caress the stem of one of the lilies, his touch tender and reverent. The delicate petals swayed gently against his fingertips, as if acknowledging his gentle presence.