This little corner of the forest is a lush glade, filled with trees ripe with fruit and bushes blossoming with berries and flowers. A stream runs through it, silver-blue water burbling softly in an aquatic lullaby. The grass is fragrant, green and bespeckled with fresh dew while the air is crisp and sweet, redolent with the scent of spring. Near the stream is a small nest of feathers and sweet grass, a small leaf acting as a blanket. Close to it, in a lower branch of one of the trees is another nest, a lone egg sitting in it, rocking gently to an unheard melody.
"Welcome, friends, to the Glade of Eternal Spring. In this nook will be the Mistlings, Flyers, Lightflys and such that are put under my care. For now, I have one baby Mistling, a Flyer egg and a very precocious Lightfly who is anxiously awaiting the Flyer egg to hatch to help her keep their Mistling companion safe and happy." The young woman walks to the nest on the ground and gently lifts the leaf to reveal a young Mistling, all pink and white, long tail wrapped snugly around its body.
"This is FlameFur, my Mistling. Shhhh, she's sleeping!"
