The fae had found the day to be the most perfect one in a while; with the sun, unblocked by clouds, high in the sky and a cooler breeze weaving its way 'round their willow trees. It was hot enough to enjoy a dip in the lake near the cave of wonders, yet cold enough to not overheat without doing so. The girl, however, was doing it regardless; she swam from side to side, trying to train her muscles into becoming stronger. Her squabble with the pale woman that had captured the poor Valium was enough proof to her that, even with her air nomad-like tendencies, violence for the greater good could not be escaped.

After half an hour or so, Lumi got tired and decided to take a break. She'd be soar the day after for sure, but she felt more alive than ever right that moment. She shook out her wet fur, deciding she'd dry herself off in the sun somewhere. So, she started padding, unknowingly towards where Deidra was located. Once the queen spotted the other little faerie, she smiled. It was almost wrong to distract her from the peace she'd found, no?

Butterflies surrounded the other, fluttering as far as where Lumi stood a ways away. One twirled around her head, then returned  to the kaleidoscope that had formed. Now, that was the prettiest word to call a group of butterflies ever. Do away with swarm and flutter; kaleidoscope was where it was at. She followed the wonders, unraveling herself in slow motion, and she was spotted in doing so. She twitched an ear and curtsied in greeting.

That sounds lovely - though I'm afraid I'll scare them away. I'm all wet, you see, so I need to be careful not to get them wet too. She'd noticed that, whenever a butterflies' wings were wet, they could not fly anymore. Surely this wasn't good... But Lumi was exaggerating how bad it was, unknowingly, for when monarchs got wet they could simply dry themselves off in the sun in the same manner that Lumi herself wanted to dry off.

The queen was humble in her ways of accepting gifts, invitations - it made her job all the more difficult should another leader invite her to their lands like Reiko had done. Still, with the right guidance and encouragement, she'd stand down eventually. Politeness paired with humbleness was a blessing and a curse in one.

She thought for a moment, then nodded. She stepped back a little ways, shaking her silver and coal coat for a last time before padding carefully towards the flattened rock atop which Deidra was perched. She watched the butterflies for a moment, joining them on the rock soon after and stretching out her damp limbs. The sun felt great on her wet coat - the perfect combination of hot and cold. No wonder these pixies are out on such a lovely day - I would do the same, given I could fly.

She sniffed the air, and instead of smelling wet dog, she scented herbs. She looked over to see Deidra was drying some in the sun. It was probably nothing impressive in the medical field, but it absolutely flabbergasted the Queen who Knew Nothing. Plants were so useful, and wolves who knew how to use them even more so! She'd hate to regurgitate all the compliments she'd already given the other faerie though, and kept herself quiet because of it.

I'm so jealous of Loinnir, you've got no idea. She hummed. I'm sure I was a bird of some kind in a past life.

She looked at the lavender much like a cat looked at a moving light, pupils widening slightly in a comedic fashion. She was rather crazy about lavender, it was her personal perfume, though she knew she wasn't the only one. She nuzzled the stalk with an appreciative hum.

You fairing well here? She asked casually, not one to make small-talk easily.