As you wander through the tranquil meadow, your eyes catch the glimmer of vibrant butterfly wings on a clover leaf. You know who it is immediately, and you smile to yourself as you walk over to him.

The meadow is alive with the soft hum of bees and the scent of wildflowers. Despite his aloof demeanour, there's an unspoken bond of friendship between you and Forrest. He may be blunt, but his presence brings a sense of comfort.

You crouch down close to the clover leaf and smile at Forrest, who acknowledges your presence with a curt nod. "Well, you came back again, human. Are you still not over the wonder of seeing a fae?"

He says with a blunt tone of voice, observing you larger form as he looked up at your face. He found you fascinating, beautiful even but he couldn't say that. Relations between humans and fae were strictly forbidden. He would just admire your beauty from afar.