The Elven Nature Guardian Zora and her bat Maplewing travel the Earth, ensuring the natural realm is kept in balance, and helping creatures in need like this lost lamb.

Sakura - the traditional flower that welcomes springtime, blossomed into this cheerful girl. She seeks to finish driving away the end of winter with love, happiness, new life, and cherry blossoms.

She is Florente, the Fairy of Spring

Everyone in Asthone heard of this fairy's name. There are myths that say that when the snow is the thickest, she comes and when sees the lot of snow, she cries. Her tears are so warm that it melts the snow and brings warmer weather. Then she swings her staff, a magical breeze of air goes through the land and flowers emerge everywhere. After that the fairy flaps her wings, and she disappears until the next winter's end.

The Cloud Goddess



Nephele was once a goddess so pure and great everyone adored her. However one spring day an evil sorcerer came upon her and stole her soul. After then she was different, no longer the kind and helpful person she once was. And so she separated herself from the outer world and retreated to the sky. Whenever spring came and she was reminded of that sorcerer she would cause storms and chaos to the people.

In a particularly stormy area there is said to be a fairy who appears when the weather is at its worst. She travels above the slippery ground, unperturbed by the driving rain which seems repelled by her veil and umbrella, and finds small creatures stranded in the storm which she carries with her. When they reach a sheltered place, she sets the creatures down where they can await the end of the storm in safety.

Spring stood at the edge of the moonlit field watching with bright blue eyes crinkled up at the corners. The aeridini zoomed at a frantic place from flower to flower, a rushed dash of pollen here, a hurried splash of it over there. Spring chuckled to themselves. The silly things did this every year and everything turned out just fine. The aeridini would pollenate every flower and a few of them would even get tended to twice. The flowers would make enough seeds for next year. Spring raised their bundle of flowers and waved it back and forth allowing the sweet fragrance to waft through the air, calling the eager workers away from their yearly task. The aeridini turned a few at a time and came over. They begged for just a few more minutes of time, maybe an hour at the most! Spring tugged at their hood thinking. They had to let the blooms fade to complete the cycle and make way for Summer, but the adorable pollinators were having so much fun. Spring laughed and decided to give them until the last bloom faded. The aeridini leapt to the air and zoomed off for the flowers. Spring laid back in the soft grass to wait and enjoy the last fleeting moments of their turn of the cycle. The blooms would be gone by morning and so would the aeridini, back to the field that Spring kept just for them to rest and play.

While most of her satyr kin prefer to play and dance in sunny meadows, Moondew instead loved the cool spring air under the moonlight and to gaze upon the stars. Many a young sylesti hatchling would find itself lulled to sleep by her sweet songs.