Feoras bounces on his heels some and sighs heavily. This is the last day he could spend in the forest and he was...here. With a bit more pacing he gives up. He goes back from where he came and heads for his forests. Of all the places in his lands his forest was his favorite. He felt that the other forests were inferieor to the beauty they held. The trees were full of leaves and full of life while the pools of water were cool and held many summer water fae who inhabited them and enhanced their beauty. He walks through his forest silently with barely any thoughts since he knows his land well. His orange eyes becoming more of a honey gold, something few see from him of late. His hand sea to stroke the trees and foliage as he walks by them as if he wants to thank them for being there.
As he wanders he finds pools of water with someone there. He watches her silently for a moment before silently going into a tree to watch her better. She seemed to be fae, but she does not look familiar to him. He decides to watch her further before speaking to her.