Cymbeline could feel someones eyes on her. As a Mazikeen fae, foresight was natural. She glanced to her right, spotting honey colored eyes in the tree, she idly wondered who was hiding away there. She smiled quietly to herself fiddling with the hem of her dress. The tweeting song of the birds above and the smell of morning dew made her happy. 

[color=fff79a]"Are you going to introduce yourself?"[/color] She said calmly as she dipped her toes into the pool before her, creating ripples and startling the little fishes into scattering in different directions. A breeze brushed her hair behind her, and she looked up to the place were the pretty eyes gleamed from the shaded shadows. She smiled lightly to him and then went back to wiggling her toes in the water, and enjoying her surroundings she opened up her wings to the gentle wind.