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Shaylee

Faery Guardian

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a character in “The Hunters and the Hunted”, as played by Sweetiebelle

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Shaylee


Shaylee is the faery guardian of New Zealand. Sure, one faery can not cover all that ground, and she has many faeries under her who take care of their respective areas and report back to her. She chooses to reside in the forests and fields, and only changes locations when one of her faeries reports a problem in their area. Coincidentally, Shaylee's chosen area of lodging happens to be an area highly populated by other supernaturals. She knows not of the dangers she and her faeries face with the approaching of hunters, and tends to be rather frivolous in the forest. She chooses to stay in her faery form most of time unless she must venture out into the human towns. Many have said that they have seen her frolicking about, speaking with her faeries and communing with nature, but no one has gotten a long enough or close enough look to really believe their eyes. She is mysterious, but inviting, and many wish to be near her when she is around. Although her actual age cannot be determined, she looks to be around 23, though she is small. Her personality is regal but fierce, and at the same time gentle and caring. Many find her perplexing, but can't stand to be away from her once she leaves. As a guardian, she does not hesitate to put herself in front of her faeries in the line of fire, and is always there for them when they need her. She is loyal and true, leaving the people surrounding her with a sense of self-worth and value. She cannot help the effect she has on others, and hardly even notices it most of the time. She is true to her species, and if you know what to look for, you know what she is.

Powers & Abilities
Leis an Dulra || Ability to commune with nature (i.e. listening to the trees, wind, rain, sunlight)
Chothu || Nurture (i.e. healing, giving life [only with plants], growing life [only with plants])
Amach Anseo || Ability to see the future (only the futures of her faeries and sometimes other supernaturals if there's a strong connection, never with humans)
Athru || Ability to transform from fae to human (she retains Amach Anseo in her human form, but she must be in fae form to use her other powers)



As a human she looks like...
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As a faery she looks like...
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Her eyes in any form...
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It is said that when you look into Shaylee's eyes you can see the essence of nature within...

So begins...

Shaylee's Story

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Shaylee perched on a tree branch, looking out at her familiar trees. She felt the wind rustle the leaves and closed her eyes in bliss as the magic of nature filled her soul. As the guardian of New Zealand, every ounce of faery magic moved through her, making her feel powerful and at peace. Fluttering her wings, she shook her shoulders and blew a ray of light at the flower patch below her. Watching happily, she saw it grow and bloom into lovely little tulips. It was part of Leis an Dulra, her ability to be one with nature, and she enjoyed making New Zealand's fields and meadows everything they could be and more with it.

Just as she was about to fly off deeper into the forest, she heard a light tinkling that she recognized as a faery call. Looking around, she saw one of her faeries fly into view and land on the tree beside hers. "Mother," the faery started. Many of her fae called her this, meaning "mother nature" or "mother nurture".

"Yes, dear one?" Shay asked, cocking her head slightly to the left.

"There is trouble in the area. One of the humans--vile creature--is cutting down a Birchwood in the nearby forest," he says. Shaylee narrows her eyes, her wings flittering quickly in anger.

"Take me," she says.

The faery leads her several miles away to a distant patch of forest and they hide behind a tree trunk as the human he spoke of continues to chop a tree with an axe. Shaylee glares at him, raising her hand towards the sky and curving her palm. Slowly, thunderclouds start to form above the forest and the human looks up.

"Damn," he says, shouldering his axe and walking away from the tree just as streaks of lightning cut across the sky and the rain starts to fall. Shaylee lets her hand drop and the rain lightens, but does not cease. She can bring the storm forward, but once it's there it needs the freedom to live.

She walks over to the tree and kneels beside it, clucking with distate. "I am sorry, little one," she coos and puts her hand over the wound the axeman left on the tree. Closing her eyes, she summons Chothu and the wound is healed, the tree filled with renewed strength and happiness.

"Thank you, dear mother. I couldn't bare it's suffering," her faery says. Shaylee smiles and inclines her head before flying off to her forest.

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Shaylee sensed that something was amiss in her forest. It was her job to keep track of everything that went on in these grounds, and through the whispers of the Pine Trees she heard of a disturbance. Fluttering between the trees, she stayed hidden from the other creatures inside her forest. As she flew, she noticed a lone werewolf in his human form walking on the path, but she didn't think that was the disturbance she felt. This supernatural seemed harmless enough, if not hunting for prey. While she was against it, she understood it, and did not bother him as long as he killed quickly.

As she continued from tree to tree, she found the source of her disturbance. A large, black, hole was forming and she gasped as she felt the pain of the grass hidden under the snow below it. She heard wailing and other sounds of discontent inside the portal but what truly shocked her was the figure that stepped out. It was tall, almost as tall as the trees, covered in metal armor that seared the surrounding earth with heat. The creature spoke, but she could not make out it's words. As it walked deeper into the forest, she flew after it and sprayed cooling droplets of ice water on the plants and parts of the trees where it had passed. Finally, after feeling the last sobbing echo of an overheated tree in her heart, she flew quickly over to the creature, stopping in front of it.

"Please," she asked, her voice like the sound of nature itself, "stop hurting my forest. Walk somewhere else or you'll destroy all of it."

As it was, she was beginning to feel the heat of the creature just by standing still. She stood her ground, however, determined to keep her forest safe, at all costs.

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"Please stop hurting my forest" Azaron looked at the creature for a moment then spoke. "I'm very sorry for causing your forest harm. It was quite rude of me." He then spoke a few unintelligible words. The heat from his body began to lessen until his armor was cool to the touch.


"I sometimes...forget to consider the enviroment around me." He said. Now I must be on my way. There is something of great importance that I must attend to. I apologise once again for the trouble."

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Shaylee cocked her head at the creature's apology and nodded when she felt the air cool around him. He walked away and she moved aside, letting him pass. She frowned at the scorched ground from where he stood talking to her and walked over to it, summoning Chothu again and bringing the grass back to its former glory. For some reason, her forest was spared from the snow surrounding it. Possibly because she was not a winter fairy so she did not nurture her forest in the snow, or perhaps some other anomaly. Regardless, she felt herself spared. She did not like the snow anyway.

Shaylee walked on her forest floor, saying hello to the various plants and animals that greeted her. She new that since winter did not touch her woods that they were prime hunting grounds, but she knew that she would sense an animal in pain and immediately fly to its aid. It was who she was as Faery Guardian. She would protect all that nature had to offer. It was her duty.

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Adonael flew just above the trees, touching the leaves with his fingertips as his black wings carried him gracefully. Suddenly he felt a strange presence. An Evil presence. He hovered in the air, his wings keeping him stable as he looked around. He looked to his left and there was a demon-like creature speaking with what looked like a faery. As the creature stomped off, Adonael swooped down silently beside the fae-like woman. "What is that thing?" he said, folding his wings against his back before retracting them. "Is it some kind of demon?" A chill ran up Adonael's spine at the very idea. Not here too.... he thought.

He looked at the fae girl, studying her. She was very pretty and seemingly harmless, but Adonael knew better than to judge the harm someone can do based upon their looks. He reached toward her, pinching a strand of her hair between his fingers. "You have very lovely hair," he said to her, sliding his fingertips down the length of the strand before letting it slip out of them, watching it fall gently back toward her.

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Shaylee stood by a large Oak and watched as the angel with purple hair landed in front of her. She cocked her head and curled her hand, prepared to bring forth another storm in case he threatened her forest as well. She observed him before he spoke, noting his wings as black as night. She had heard the legend of the angel who gave in to the devil, but had only thought it to be a children's story told to keep the good faeries in their place. But, as she looked at the sight in front of her, she knew that the legend must have been the truth.

"What is that thing?" The fallen angel asked her, "Is it some kind of demon?" Shaylee could tell that he was disturbed by it, and she thought it was for good reason. If you had lost your spot in heaven because of the worst demon ever born, wouldn't you be a little disturbed by their kind in general?

"Yes, it was a demon. He seemed like he was on a mission. He said, 'do not worry, I will find it, my lord'. But, he was nice enough to cool down his heat. I don't speak kindly to those who threaten nature," she said this as a recollection and partially as a threat to him as well. Uncurling her hand, she let the magic back into the universe instead of striking him with lightning too soon before she assessed his goals.

He seemed to study her as well, and she stilled as he lifted a section of her hair. "You have very beautiful hair," he said as it fell back upon her shoulder. She fluttered her wings a little and gave him the etchings of a smile.

"As do you, although I'd be surprised if you were born with that color," she said as she walked delicately over to the oak tree that had stood watch during their dialogue. "Did you know an Oak Tree can sense evil, just as the first Oak did during the Great Battle?" She brushed her hand gently along it's trunk and whispered to it. Soon, the Oak began to glow brilliantly, and Shaylee was filled with an overwhelming sense of beauty and love. "Give it a go. Let the Oak assess you for who you truly are." She meant this as a test as well as an opportunity. The Oak Tree's magic was of great power, and could renew all strength and health. It was part of what her Chothu was developed of. At the same time, she knew that if the Oak accepted him, then she might be able to let down her guard and allow him to remain in her forest.

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Adonael looked at the girl as she spoke. "Let the Oak assess you for who you truly are." Adonael turned his gaze to the Oak Tree. He walked to it, putting his hand upon it gently then leaning his forehead upon its bark. He took in a deep breath through his nostrils, letting it out through the part in his lips. He closed his eyes, feeling the life inside of the Oak Tree flowing. "I can feel your life, Oak Tree...." he said softly, resting his forearm upon the tree. "You are wise and strong. I can feel it." He stepped back from the tree, looking up at it, staring at its leaves.

Adonael looked to the fae girl for translations. He could feel the life of the Oak Tree; however he could not speak its language or hear its voice. "Did the tree sense the Evil on the demon?" Adonael asked softly, turning back to the tree, resting his hand on it gently once again, his fingertips almost petting the tree's rough bark. A wave of guilt rushed over him out of nowhere. "Forgive me, Oak Tree....for giving in to the temptation the Devil himself put upon me so many years ago...." Adonael leaned his forehead against the tree once more, a few tears falling down his cheeks, tumbling silently to the soft earth beneath him.

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Shaylee watched as the fallen angel touched his hand to the Oak Tree. She narrowed her eyes and listened to his words as he pressed his hands to the Oak Tree and she watched as he felt the magic flowing into his heart. She heard him speak and her eyes softened, seeing with her own eyes that the Oak Tree absolved him of evil and that it accepted him in the forest.

He looked to her and she smiled softly. "The Oak likes you, fallen angel from the heavens." She walked forward and stood next to him. "Did the tree sense the evil in the demon?" He asked and Shaylee nodded. "It did. That is how I was called. But, the tree did not think that the demon was entirely too evil. It seemed as though that particular demon may have more to it than other superstitions."

Shaylee watched as the Oak Tree brought out the angel's bad feelings from his exile, and looked away as he apologized to the tree. She knew it was a private moment and only looked back when he was finished speaking. She saw the tears roll down his cheeks and stepped forward. "The tree, and there for nature itself, forgives you. We can't restore your place in heaven but we can help you belong. Now you don't have to fly alone. Now, you belong to something. You belong with nature now." She puts her hand on his cheek and summons Chothu healing his spirit just as the Oak Tree did.

"I have many names, but you may call me Shaylee. I welcome you to my forest." She steps back and holds her arms out as if presenting the forest to him.

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Adonael looked at the fae girl, happiness filling his heart. He'd been forgiven, by someone, by something. "You belong with nature now. ....you may call me Shaylee. I welcome you to my forest," she said, presenting the forest to him. "It's beautiful, Shaylee...." he said shyly. "I am Adonael." He smiled with his whole face, happy that he'd finally found someone who did not judge him for what he'd done so many years ago. He turned to the tree. "Thank you, Oak Tree," he said kindly, bowing to it.

"What do you do normally? Are you a Forest Guardian?" He looked at her inquisitively, curious about her and about her forest. He cocked his head, realizing he was curious about everything this land had to offer. "I wish to purge this world of Evil, though I believe that Evil can never truly be put to rest...." His gaze dropped the ground. "And to answer your curiosity from before. My hair and eyes were dyed permanently purple when I was cast down to earth. I cannot cut my hair, nor does it grow, the pigmentation of my hair and eyes never fades. They are a permanent and constant reminder of my sins."

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Shaylee smiled as Adonael complimented her forest. She knew that he was glad someone had finally accepted him, and it made her happy to see the smile of an angel, for they were rare and few in between. Adonael thanked the Oak Tree, bowing to it, and she turned away from him, leading the way through the numerous trees and flowers that still sprung high in the coolness of winter surrounding it.

"What do you do normally? Are you a Forest Guardian?" He asked, and she nodded.

"I am the Faery Guardian of all nature in this country. All of the faeries in this land report to me if there is a problem with the nature in their area, and I fly to help them immediately." She knelt down on the forest floor and placed her hand on the ground, cupping it gently. Whistling softly, a small baby rabbit hopped out of its ground nest and into her palm. She held him up to Adonael, and watched as it sniffed his hand and looked up at him.

"I wish to purge this world of Evil, though I believe that Evil can never truly be put to rest....and to answer your curiosity from before. My hair and eyes were dyed permanently purple when I was cast down to earth. I cannot cut my hair, nor does it grow, the pigmentation of my hair and eyes never fades. They are a permanent and constant reminder of my sins." She put the rabbit back in its hole and stood, brushing off her skirts and fluttering her wings.

"Well, regardless of what the color stands for in your world, in mine, purple represents spirituality and intelligence. It is associated with wisdom, dignity, and independence. Not the fall from grace." She continued walking down the forest path, stopping to greet various trees and animals.

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Shaylee explained her duties and the duties of her faeries to Adonael, and he listened intently, wanting to know more. She picked up a baby rabbit and held it up to him, and he rubbed its nose gently with his index finger and under its chin. She put it back in its hole and stood up, brushing herself off. "Well, regardless of what the color stands for in your world, in mine, purple represents spirituality and intelligence. It is associated with wisdom, dignity, and independence. Not the fall from grace." With that, she continued down the path, greeting trees and animals on her way.

Adonael followed closely behind her, making sure not to stray from her path and smiling at her comment. "I don't know if I would call myself wise, independent, spiritual, or intelligent. It's only a colour, so I guess that means it doesn't always have to fit the person it belongs to...." he said softly, brushing his fingertips on a few of the trees they passed by.

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Shaylee tilted her head slightly to right as she listened to Adonael. "I don't know if I would call myself wise, independent, spiritual, or intelligent. It's only a colour, so I guess that means it doesn't always have to fit the person it belongs to...." She smiled slightly, listening to the trees purr in delight as Adonael brushed his fingers over their bark. The trees always appreciated it when a person was kind enough to give them a little TLC, other than Shaylee that is.

"You are your worst judge, Adonael." She said as she fluttered her wings and flew up to the tallest branch of the tallest tree in the forest. Looking down, she smiled at Adonael "Join me. It is a sight to remember." She stared out over the treetops and it was as if she could see the whole world. The snowy mountains, the elven village, a werewolf stalking its prey, a demon on an unknown quest. She was powerful up there, in her domain.

"Tell me, Adonael, what do you wish for? I wish for peace among the breeds. I wish for love. I wish for nature to be spared in humans' endless pillage throughout Earth. Do you agree?" She closed her eyes and breathed in the scent of lilacs blooming in the never ending springtime residing in her forest. She was happy here, and even happier that she had someone to share it with right at this moment. She didn't know what would become of her or her forest, for Amach Anseo did not work on her, but she did know that all she had was what was happening right then, and she was ready for it.

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"Join me. It is a sight to remember," Shaylee insisted once she'd fluttered up into a tree. Adonael put his fingers on the tree's trunk and looked up at her. He smiled before spreading his wings and joining her upon the top of the tree. He could see everything from up there. "Wow...." he uttered, the pure happiness and shock of the beauty showing in his tone. "Tell me, Adonael, what do you wish for? I wish for peace among the breeds. I wish for love. I wish for nature to be spared in humans' endless pillage throughout Earth. Do you agree?"

Adonael looked down at his fingers, thinking for a moment before speaking. "I wish for peace among the humans, the Hunters, the Supernaturals, everyone. I wish for the Evil in this world to be gone so that we may have some sort of peace. And I do agree; I hope with all of my heart that nature is spared through everything. It is pure and beautiful, like those who reside in it." Though he was subtly referring to Shaylee, he didn't dare to look at her as he spoke. He merely stared off into the air, absorbing all of the sights. "I also wish for love.... Individual love and love among the races. I hope that one day we will all have the ability to love one another and accept one another despite our faults...." His voice trailed off as he continued to stare out into the vastness of the beautiful nature before him.

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Shaylee smiled as Adonael reveled in the beauty of her world. As he thought about what he wished for just as she had asked, she pondered things herself as she stared out across the sky. She watched an eagle soar with the clouds and remembered when she had flown with eagles; much before her guardian ceremony. She remembered her days as a young faery very clearly, and often thought back to them. She had enjoyed her youth, and enjoyed guardianship even more.

"I wish for peace among the humans, the Hunters, the Supernaturals, everyone. I wish for the Evil in this world to be gone so that we may have some sort of peace. And I do agree; I hope with all of my heart that nature is spared through everything. It is pure and beautiful, like those who reside in it." Adonael finally answered and she smiled greatly. She heard an etching of something else in his voice, almost as if he was speaking directly of her, but dismissed it.

"I had a feeling you might," she says, running her fingers over a stray feather on her lap from his wings.

"I also wish for love.... Individual love and love among the races. I hope that one day we will all have the ability to love one another and accept one another despite our faults...." She looked at him with pride and admiration, as if she had been testing him this entire time, wondering what his final answer would be. She knew then completely that he belonged in her forest. That Adonael was someone she could trust to not stray from the path of nature.

"I am glad, Adonael, that you feel this way. You see, with my kind, it is quite difficult to pass our tests through nature and questions. Whether we believe you have a place with us is never decided with haste, even if the Great Oak accepts you. However, fallen angel, you have proven to me, guardian of this land, that you indeed are in your rightful place. I know from studying your kind that you have a duty. To absolve demons and rid the world from evil. But, now you have a place you can return to; a place to call sanctuary. There is no faery in this land that does not know you now, Adonael. And they all accept you from here on. You've made the first step in having your wish come true, by proving to my kind that differences can be overcome and friendships can be forged. I hope you do not forget this, and I dearly hope you do not forget me if you choose to leave my forest, and you can be certain that we will not forget you." She takes the feather she was holding and brings it to her lips, summoning Chothu and Leis an Dulra and pressing the feather back onto his wings, watching it absorb itself back onto him and knowing that he will always have a touch of nature, and a touch of her, with him.

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Adonael watched Shaylee as she spoke to him; her voice seemed full of happiness to him, as if he were the one setting off the dominoes that would bring the world to peace. She had a feather from his wing in her hand, and when she was through speaking, she returned it to his wing, reattaching it permanently he presumed. "Thank you...." he said softly. He realized how exhausted he was. When he'd seen the demon, new energy had filled him, but before that he'd been flying through the night, for hours upon hours. His eyes grew weary as his body relaxed, the comfort of Shaylee's words calming his mind as well as his body.

Without realizing it, his eyes closed and his body fell limp from exhaustion. He fell from the tree, hitting the ground somewhat hard, though he did not wake up.

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Shaylee exclaimed as Adonael fell from the tree. She unfolded her wings and raced down, flying at an intense speed directly towards him and holding out her hands, calling forth Leis an Dulra and summoning a giant banana leaf to catch him, making him float in the air until she rested on her feet next to him. Sighing, she had the banana leaf lay atop a large flat rock in between the forest line and the snow, where the sun could shine down on him as he awoke. Walking over next to that rock, she touched her hands to the ground and summoned Chothu, growing a tree as tall as the rock and sloped inward so it looked more like a hand than a tree. She sat in the tree and looked up at the sun, closing her eyes and letting herself bask in it.

She didn't open her eyes until she sensed one of her faeries flying towards her. "Hello, Petal, it's good to see you. It's been a while," she says kindly.

"Hello, dear mother. I've come to ask your help," she says and Shaylee waves her hand, insinuating that Petal should go on, "right, um. Well, you see, there's this faery in my area, and his name is Todd, and well, he kind of asked me if I would join with him and I want to know if it will go okay. Could you?"

Shaylee almost couldn't hold in her laughter, but she managed, nodding. "The things I do for my faeries," she teased and Petal blushed. Shaylee held out her hand and closed her eyes, summoning Amach Anseo and letting Petal see her future. Shaylee wasn't too keen on looking into the future of Petal's...intimate moments. After she felt the vision come to an end, she opened her eyes to see a happy and blushing Petal.

"Oh, thank you, mother!" Petal says before throwing her arms around Shaylee's neck. She laughs and pats Petal on the back, watching Petal zoom off. She looked down at Adonael, chuckling.

"Shame you missed that. It was quite funny," she said, settling back down into the tree and falling asleep herself.

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When Adonael finally awoke, they day seemed to be ending, the sun setting. Dark circles formed under his eyes, his exhaustion still lingering. He looked around him, somewhat confused, but he then saw Shaylee, asleep in an oddly shaped tree that he didn't remember seeing before. His back hurt, but he tried his hardest to ignore the aching pain. He smiled softly as he looked at Shaylee. She seemed so peaceful, her face almost taking on a child-like appearance in her sleep. She appeared almost innocent in a sense, and Adonael figured that she probably was fairly innocent in a way. He couldn't imagine that she'd seen some of the things he had over the century he'd been conscious.

Adonael realized now that he didn't remember anything before being an archangel, his whole name literally meaning Archangel, Thwarter of Demons. "Did I have a life before I became an angel?" he asked softly, not directing the question at anyone or anything in particular. "Was I once a human?" The thought sent him into a melancholic state, a small frown forming on his lips.

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Shaylee's eyes fluttered open slowly, but she wasn't ready to wake up yet so she just rolled over to her other side, careful not to crush her delicate wings, and curled back up. As she was dozing in and out of consciousness, she thought she heard Adonael speaking, but couldn't be sure. Sighing, she opened her eyes completely and saw him sitting up with a frown on his face. She didn't want to say anything just yet, since he seemed like he was very pensive, and instead took the time to just lay there looking up at him. He had the face that had seen many things before she had, and not all of them good. She couldn't begin to estimate the devastation he had seen before her time, but she has been around for many centuries herself, as faeries aged much slower than other creatures, and knew that if he had seen worse than she, he was lucky to still be keeping his wits.

"Is something bothering you?" She finally spoke, her voice slightly quieter from sleep, but still remained in her position, looking up at him. From this angle she could see each definition in his face, and it was interesting to her. The sharper features of others compared to the softer features of most faeries always seemed fairly complex to her.

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"Is something bothering you?" Shaylee's gentle, quiet voice broke through Adonael's wall of thought. He looked over at her and smiled. "No. Nothing is bothering me," he said softly, his smile never fading. She looked comfortable, at one with the nature she'd slept in. He stretched his wings out behind him, as after being slept on directly, they were somewhat sore.

Adonael looked around. "So when do your faeries report to you?" He searched about, looking to see if he could spot any of her faeries. "They must be beautiful. If they are like you, they surely would be." He smiled, not looking at Shaylee but up into the sky. He closed his eyes as a breeze fluttered over his face and he breathed it in. He let out a contented sigh. "I apologize, by the way, for having fallen asleep on you like that. I was flying around all night and seeing the demon put new energy in me. The moment I relaxed, I crashed. I apologize greatly if I caused you any trouble." He continued to look into the sky, as the night began to slowly take it over.

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"No. Nothing is bothering me," Adonael said to Shaylee and she smiled lightly, glad. She watched him spread his wings and looked on in awe. While hers were smaller and glittery, his were large, black, and majestic. Exactly like she would expect an angel's to look like.

"So when do your faeries report to you?" She sat up slowly as Adonael looked about, laughing.

"Whenever they want to, really. You missed one earlier. I'll call meetings if something is of dire importance, but generally they like to stay in their own forests, protecting the nature there. There are a few who live here with me, but they don't really like strangers, sorry," she smiled sheepishly and shrugged.

"They must be beautiful. If they are like you, they surely would be." He smiled, not looking at Shaylee but up into the sky. She cocked her head and looked up with him, and watched as he closed his eyes as a breeze fluttered over his face and he breathed it in. He let out a contented sigh. "I apologize, by the way, for having fallen asleep on you like that. I was flying around all night and seeing the demon put new energy in me. The moment I relaxed, I crashed. I apologize greatly if I caused you any trouble."

She shook her head and laughed. "Not to worry, Adonael. It was exhilarating, actually. Something you should know about faeries, we like danger. Sometimes," she laughed and threw her head back, watching the sun set and the moon rise. She didn't know why, maybe it was because she hadn't had real company in a while, but she felt...giddy. Happier than faeries normally were. It was refreshing.