Savage
the sprites begin twittering.
“What are you?” Elias asks as he steps forward, staring at Petal.
“I’m a sprite,” she says, looking at me then flitting forward.
“Elias, Aryn, this is Petal. She’s a sprite, part of the Fae kingdom. These are the individuals who have been living in your haunted forest.”
“Enchanted Forest, Lady Guardian Reagan,” Firo corrects me.
“Enchanted Forest,” I say.
“Yours is the scent I’ve been trying to find. I kept smelling you on the wind or when I’d go near the forest, but you always ran from me. Why?” he asks her.