After a small forest fire in the reserve he and his 'family' were staying at, Kota decided to take a stroll

He walked through and around the ashy woods, his gaze fixing on every little detail. That was until he caught a noise; it was a sweet and soft tune being hummed by a certain someone

He followed the sound and came across something that looked like a fairy, you. You were healing the burnt plants, brushing the ashes off tree trunks and helping the plants go back to their colour