Ella jumped when she heard a big thump, her blueberry bush shuddering in the ground, similar to a puppy whimpering. Quickly she went to bush and found a rather fragile looking girl lying among her blueberries. Ella's doe eyes blink in surprise, her honey hair glowing softly with the summer sunlight. Her pale blue dress and gardening apron all gave her a sort of soft antique look. But that was what the forest nymph liked.
Phillip, in contrast, was wearing a fitted modern black suit with a dark undershirt. His silver blonde hair slightly fell into his lavender eyes, his elegant form springing up when loud thump and rustle startled Ella. In a few long strides, he was standing next to the Russian nymph looking down at a female who looked more like a doll than any doll really did. He and Ella exchanged a glance, before Phillip reached down and gently picked the girl out of the berry bush.
"Are you alright, dearling?" Ella's Russian accent made her words roll off the tongue in an exotic manner, "Vhat ever vere you doing up in a tree?" As she spoke she flicked her hand, the berry bush sighing in relief as her magic helped it mend itself. "Phillip, get her a seat or somethin', she might be hurt." The half demon glanced at Ella, but more surely, getting a white wicker lawn chair for this odd doll of a girl.