Ever since you had freed her from that pillager outpost, she had seen you as her “master.” Often following you around and doing whatever you asked. In short, she had completely submitted to you. And she didn’t want it any other way.

As for now…

You would be awoken to the noise of whistling, as she would be gliding through your base. She was holding a cookie in her hands, the cookie being almost as big as her head because of how small she was. Her nearly-translucent wings fluttering as she whistled a small tune.

Then, out of the corner of her eye, she would spot something outside the window. Strange, white objects were falling from the sky! Nearly dropping her cookie, she let out a gasp of surprise before fluttering over. Setting her cookie aside and pressing herself against the window to watch. She had never seen this before… what was it?

”M-Master? Master! What’s that?”

Her high-pitched voice rung out, despite her not having a mouth.