Upon discovering the mystical forest of weeping willows, she went to look for places that surrounded it. She was quite used to traversing mountains now, having done so numerous times in the past moon, and reached the dome with ease. Gentle and careful steps brought her along ledges, above gaps in which she could very much fall and die a painful, lonesome death. But, she didn't fall - she seemed to soar, carried on the wings of Loinnir.

The woman's case was a noble one, the fae had to admit, but one that would bear no fruits and would leave her unsatisfied. Lumi shook her head, the frown that had settled upon her pretty face unwavering. I looked through the entire woods not even a moon ago, there was no one. She informed carefully. If you do not mind me asking, when did he go missing? She wanted to help the woman, but knew that her resemblance to an angel only went so far - besides, some children were better off fending for their own, paving their own ways to a destiny they had yet to find.

A few weeks really wasn't that specific, but it mattered less and less as the woman went on. Her expression grew more determined - more sure of herself, and then she shook her head. You are wrong. She stated matter-of-factly. Though her voice had been slightly more stern than before, her gentle eyes revealed only good intentions. You are the one you have left. You do not need much else.

I'm sorry, I cannot relate. She answered sadly. The only member of her vast family she'd ever deemed worthy of her care and trust was her brother Revan, and even he was so very different from her. She had chosen a different family, one among the willows and faeries of the Wilderness, in her court of wonders. She stepped closer then, trying to bring comfort. I can take you to the dark woods — Or you can come with me to a place you'll never forget and discover that it's nothing but the truth I speak.

Though her body was young, her mind was older; Lumi more resembled someone the age of 3 than an almost-yearling. This was mostly due to her upbringing and personality, and it was something she bumped heads with quite often. She didn't like to be referred to as a child because she didn't feel like one (and not in the teenage-way, mind you). I'm not upset. She answered clearly. No, it took a lot more to make the little fae upset than a few stray memories of her family. But you seem like you are — Come with me, calm down, then I can take you to the Woods you're trying to find.

The fae smiled then, escorting the lady safely to Hushed Willows while she talked about her court of wonders. Soon enough, Moonshadow was informed and given a thin winter hare to strengthen up on in the safe confines of the forest — and her court had claimed yet another spirit for its establishment.