[Rushfeather]

This was yet again a beautiful day. The temperature was warm, but not too hot, it was sunny yet there was a few clouds over head. This was really a nice day. And it was on such days that she really liked going around everywhere and exploring places she had not been around much. Even though she was 'exploring', she was mostly looking for flowers or plants that she didn't get to see often. She wanted to learn and see more. She knew that there was far more plants in the world than what she could have in her garden and that's why she was really enjoying looking around places that could have plants she didn't get to see often.

Today was the first time she was going to a forest such as this one. She was walking around slowly, making sure not to miss anything that could get her interest. She had decided to go around in her human form since it was much easier to carry her bag around that way. She always had it with her. She would often take care of a few broken plants everywhere she would go. Of to was possible to save a plant, she would always do it.

In her human form, she had long black hair and she also had fire in it, fire that would generally burn gently at the tip of her long hair. Thankfully, she was able to control her fire, so that she wouldn't get to burn her nice green dress. What was better than green to take care of flowers? The dress wasn't too long, to allow her to run or walk freely without problem. She was quite a small girl, but she did seem to not have any problems carrying the bag on her back, even though said bag seemed pretty heady. She was probably physically stronger than she looked.

[SpringsSong]

The (seemingly) young girl had always loved coming out here, from the time that she was very young through now, when she was practically ready to graduate from high school.  Though she was not as young as she seemed, she had adapted to life rather well in a strange, modern world--where roses were often grown simply for a holiday and then passed off as just another flower--but to her, roses were much more.

In fact, they were the whole reason she even existed.

Armina had made a bee-line to a specific part of the forest; a place she had known for many, many years.  She and her dear friend, Ra'car, would return to this spot frequently--and there was good reason for them to return there.

There, at the base of a rather large tree, was a single rose--bright red in color, and in full bloom.  Armina smiled as she walked up to it, gently placing a finger on its delicate petals.

"So, we've survived another year," she said quietly, not wanting to draw unwanted attention.

[Rushfeather]

As the young Darkflame kuhna walked deeper and deeper into the woods, she eventually came to a point where the trees were generally bigger. She still continued to move deeper and deeper. The day was still young, so she wanted to make use of the time she had. She couldn't always go out for long periods of time, so each time she could, she wanted to enjoy it as much as possible.

Pretty soon, she neared a pretty large tree and she saw a girl at its roots. She didn't want to scare the girl in any way, but she could see that the girl seemed to be looking at something close to the tree. She slowly got closer and closer, wondering what could be so interesting. It was hard to see from the distance she was at, but she could definitely recognize that shape. A rose. One of her favorites.

She didn't really want to bother the girl, but by now, there was a good chance that she had already been noticed. It was a time like this that she wished she was able to talk.

[SpringsSong]

Armina remained quiet for a few moments, instead focusing all of her attentions on the rose before her.  It may not have been a year since it was tended to, but it had been a year since she had seen it, and though Ra'car was marvelous at keeping her Rose alive, she still liked to tend to it herself from time to time.

After a few moments, Armina began to get the feeling that she wasn't entirely alone.  Her hands stopped moving, and she sat upright, looking around hesitantly.  When she saw the other girl not all that far away, Armina's eyes widened ever so slightly, but she did not make any movements.  The fire in the girl's hair caused her to shift warily, but she did not flee.

Finally, she spoke.  "Wh-who are you?" she asked cautiously.

[Rushfeather]

Tsukeru always had problems with introduction since she is mute, but she had started to learn that there was always a way to get yourself understood. This time, she was happy that the ground was soft, allowing her to write her name on the ground, backing a step or two away to allow the girl to get closer without too much fear.She didn't want to arm her in anyway and she slowly sat down too, thinking it would probably help with gaining her trust.

This girl also looked like she loved flowers since she was taking care of a single rose so far into the forest. It's rare to see someone so focused on one flower. She knew that she could probably get into the same state with her own garden though, so she could easily understand why someone else would focus so much on one of these beautiful form of life.

[SpringsSong]

"...Tsukeru?"

Armina asked this haltingly, wondering why the girl didn't just speak up.  A number of things ran across her mind; the first of which was the possibility of this girl being a mute, like A'enya'ri was.  She turned away from the Darkflame Kuhna for a moment, taking a pair of shears out and clipping away some of the other shoots that had begun to pop up around the rose--that way, it could flourish more.

"Can you not speak?" she asked, turning her attentions back to the girl.  Because of the flames in her hair, though, Armina remained on her guard--even the tiniest flame could pose a serious threat to the flower that she was so affixed on.

[Rushfeather]

As she was looking in front of her, she was able to feel it was better for her not to get any closer. She was already sitting at a quite good distance, but she didn't want to scare her. Also, it could be nice to not be alone for once.

When Armina asked her a question she nodded. She wasn't writing her name because she was shy or anything, it really was because she was mute. In case of need, it was possible for her to scream or to make some sounds, but never clear words. That was something she couldn't do and would never be able to.

Not too long after she answered, a small Lunafly landed on her head, extremely closed to the flames too. The butterfly didn't seem to mind the flames, but when Tsukeru's ears twitched, the Lunafly flew away.