Dream sand began to dance on top of Fey’s head as she fell asleep. But the sprite had chosen a poor place to doze off, and fell face first from the tree she was sleeping in. Fey hissed in pain as she sat up from the ground, as she looked up she discovered a that the figure before had seen the whole thing! 

"There a chill in here or is that just me?" Sunny queried looking up from the book sitting in her lap. "Though I'll admit, it usually it's too warm in here anyway--kind of ironic, don't you think?" 

"Do you need something or are you here to waste my time?"