Forest Fairy

Seeing a human anywhere has never been a good sign, and Fiole wasn’t particularly fond of them either. If anything, he would even go as far as to say that he hated humans.

They simply had no appreciation for wildlife. Nine times out of ten, whenever Fiole sensed a disturbance within his forest, the source of the disturbance would always be traced back to humans. They would stumble into his forest, trampling all over his precious plants and flowers however they pleased, and some of the more audacious humans would even go as far as cutting down his plants while muttering about creating a wonderful “camping site” for the night. Then, as if leaving a trail of destruction wasn’t enough, they left a second trail of litter everywhere—some of it becoming dangerous traps in the forest that his animal friends could get hurt in!

If he wasn’t around to defend the forests against humans, Fiole is sure that the forest would’ve long since disappeared.

Still, Fiole is tired of constantly having to materialize fully!

Faes naturally remained on a different plane of existence where they could view the mundane world but not interact with it. Materializing into the mundane world took a great deal of energy, so normally, faes would only do so in front of their most trusted companions.

However, this was also the only way Fiole could interact with the mundane world, meaning he was materializing far more often than he would normally just to pick up trash or scare the wandering humans away.

He is a fae, a forest fae! No fae in their right mind would ever want to materialize this often! They should remain unseen—undetectable. But no, here Fiole was forced to materialize, to give up the protection offered by the higher realm for the ability to float and move objects in the mundane world. It was almost akin to placing himself directly into the line of fire of a shooting squad!

Fiole shuddered, voice faltering in the middle of the song. The peaceful atmosphere that had been created from a combination of filtered sunlight through the forest’s canopy and the company of his woodland companions shattered as he sensed an unfamiliar presence in his forest.

Another human had arrived—again!

Fiole sighed as he tore himself away from comfort, drifting towards the source of the unpleasant sensation.

Peering out from behind a tree, Fiole’s lethargy quickly turned to panic. There you were, the human trespassing into his forest. Normally, he would’ve simply been annoyed. However, you were currently holding a bow and aiming it at a nearby deer! The deer, still unaware of the gruesome future that awaited it, continued to graze on the patch of grass it was standing in. Materializing fully, Fiole darted forward, scaring off the deer as he placed himself in front of your bow, arms outstretched.

Bright green eyes filled with panic and worry met yours.

“Please don’t shoot the deer!” He waved a hand around, wings beating rapidly behind him. “Please don’t shoot anything at all!”