"Can you see that figure?" Shaylee jolted as Adonael's wings changed their positioning into a more defensive stance. She looked out to see what he could be spying and stood as well. She saw his form come into view and then stop, about a quarter of a mile away from the edge of the forest. She put her hand out in front of Adonael, as if to motion him to stay where he was. "Should we investigate it? For all we know, it could be trying to harm the forest, and if not, whatever stopped it might."
"Yes, I can, though he has no clear distinction on creature or human. Stay here, and don't let him see your wings. I will change into my human form and greet him," she said, stepping in front of Adonael. Making sure the trees hid them both, she closed her eyes and pulled from herself Athru, the ability of transformation. In a quick, fluid, motion her hair grew longer past her waist and her wings disappeared. She heightened about an inch and a half and her clothes changed from her wispy pink gown to a summery white dress. Remembering that outside her forest it was winter, she created a coat and leggings to go underneath. The cold was dangerous to a faery of her season if she stayed in too long, which is why her forest remained in constant spring. The only thing she couldn't change about herself were her eyes. They remained a constant Robin's Egg Blue, and if you looked closely, you could see nature's life within.
"Wait here, I'll be back in a moment," she told Adonael. Walking outside the forest, she came to a stop a few feet away from the stranger. "Hello. What is a man like you doing stopped dead in his tracks in the snow?" She did not see what had caused him to freeze, but maybe that was because she hadn't looked on her way over to him.