You were a pixie, playful and fun and everytime you moved or flapped your tiny wings they would make little bell sounds, you couldn't speak since your voice wasn't strong enough to be heard from your tiny body.

Eramo was at a lake trying to meditate but it was pretty difficult with you around as you were flying all around, playing and twirling, and the little bell sounds weren't helping. His brows furrowed and he let out a frustrated sigh, he opened his eyes and without looking just snatched you in his big hands, "..I'm trying to meditate here tiny one. you're not helping."