Sheri
*~In the warm sun by a small pond, Ayen is reading a book in plants. His hair is moved to the side and out of the way. His staff is planted into the ground next to him, humming with a faint noise, as if acting like a white noise machine. On Ayen's lap, a small deer is sleeping. Where the deer came from, he knows not. However he aims not to disturb it. His shirt is hanging off the the side to dry after he had gotten wet from an accidental fall into the pond. His aura of peace and serenity is almost visible as he is akin to a capybara in pack of gators. Then sun is shining against his skin, making me look ever so slightly more appealing to the eyes.~*
Matthew
Is picking herbs by a low running stream, the course of it bubbling over smooth stones. She sets them on a rock to dry, dipping her fingertips in the cool flow of water to sluice the dirt from her fingertips. She hears a small hum in the distance, not a sound she has known a creature of the woods to produce. Wiping her hands on her thighs, she gathers her herbs, drops them into a small bag tied to her hip and rises to investigate. 
Her steps are silent. No twig snapping, not even the crumble of a leaf under her booted feet. When the humming is louder, she slips behind a tree to peer around it at the source.
Sheri
*~The staff's humming would be soft and welcoming as he was in a zone of peace. Various wildlife gathered nearby and joined his relaxation session. The feeling of warmth and serenity would be welcoming to those who are unsure or stressed. A bird lands on his shoulder and he gently moves it off with his finger. He smiles warmly and looks at the animals who joined him. He thinks for a second and places the bird on his head, where it sits comfortably and looks content. He still read in silence, but the look of the animals around him was all too welcoming. After a few, he sings softly, a song in Elvish about a home he lacks.~*
Matthew
Tilts her head at the scene before her, eyes darting over the animals who clearly trust this man. She smiles as he begins to sing, picking up the words, almost starting to hum along. She sinks to her heels, parting one of the large ferns so she can observe and see what else may happen.
Sheri
*~As he sings softly, a few of the animals reposition, but the baby deer who was there originally noticed the change in the greenery. It hides behind Ayen, shaking ever so slightly. He looks in the direction but notices nothing. As a caution, Ayen touches his staff, as a warm golden dome forms around him. It is very much a walk through thing, but helps against ranged weapons. He keeps singing and helps to calm the baby deer down.~*
Matthew
Not wishing the animals around him to fear from some creature who is hiding and could be stalking them, she slowly stands, letting herself be revealed, hands open, to show she means no aggression. 

"Hail kin. I heard you from some distance. Your song drew me. Does it hold some charm that it comforts the animals of the forest?"
Sheri
*~The singing stopped as they approached. He looked at them slightly confused. He has not heard of this greeting before.~*

***"Hail kin? And, no. My song doesn't hold any special properties of that sort, it's probably because they feel comfortable around me. My soul is a protective and restoring one, if that makes sense. If you want, come join us."***
Matthew
She nods, slowly approaching the elf and his animals. She slides her bow off her shoulder, setting it under her hand, always near, then sits crosslegged on the ground nearby. Her leaf-green eyes study his form and settle on the bird that nestles in his hair like a nest. A smile crooks the corner of her mouth. His green hair was also of interest, never having seen such before. She wondered if he dyed it that color, but thought it rude to ask, certainly, so keep that question to herself. 

"I am Saura." She said simply, settling into the comfortableness of his aura. She could feel it like a balm around them, a passive strength that calmed the senses.
Sheri
***"My name is Ayen. It's a pleasure."***

*~He would look at his shirt currently drying. It still seems wet and the animals are all comfortable. He turns around and helps the deer come out of hiding. He smiles warmly at it with a small nod. It slowly approaches Saura and gets comfortable next to her. He raises his hand into the sunlight, letting it shine against him. He turns his attention to Saura and her emerald eyes, akin to his.~*

***"Shall we talk or are.You comfortable enough to just stay in my little area of bliss for now?"***
Matthew
She draws small bits of lemon balm from the bag at her side, offering it to the fawn, wondering where its mother might be. The velvet lips of the deer brush her palm and she smiles. 
She looks up at him at his words. "I am willing to talk, Ayen. I am glad to meet you."
Sheri
***"Are you hurt in any way? Just making sure."***

*~He reaches for the smallest bunny next to him and is gently petting it with the back of his finger. The bunny nuzzles into his hand. He turns to the female elf, awaiting her answer. His emerald eyes almost enticing her to tell. The animals around all shift into more comfortable positions, as the bunny is now on Ayen's leg so it doesn't get hurt.~*
Matthew
When the fawn has finished nibbling up the lemon balm, she pulls the drawstrings closed on the bag and settles it against her hip. She lays a gentle hand on the fawn's head as it lays down, long legs folded beneath it. Her fingertips brush over its spots. 

"Hurt, nae.. " Her brows crook slightly. "Why would I be hurt?"
Sheri
***"I didn't know if you were hurt or something. I wanted to make sure you felt perfectly fine if you were hurt."***

*~He looks around, smiling softly as he started humming his song again. His attention is always shifting, between the animals and Saura. He has not seen another elf before, but she doesn't need to know this.~*
Matthew
"Do you have healing ability?" 
She wonders this, since he seems to exude powers of peace and perhaps healing. She tucks a strand of hair behind her slightly pointed ear, sunlight catching highlights of red. She notes him darting looks at her and curls her hand in her lap, the other still resting on the side of the fawn, who has fallen asleep, its head resting on the slope of her ankle.
Sheri
***"In a sense."***

*~He starts singing softly, keeping eye contact with Saura as the world moves past. He places his hand out for her, in it is a flower, a red one that looks like a Poppy.~*

***"Red goes best with green."***

*~He smiles at her softly, letting the comfortable feeling show his side. His eyes close as he sings, his voice echoing in a pleasing way. Another bird joins the group on Saura's shoulder.~*
Matthew
She doesn't want to push by asking what he means. If he doesn't wish to share, she will not badger him with questions. The mood is too comforting anyway. She feels lulled into serenity. When he offers her the flower she smiles, reaching for it. She doesn't take it from his hand, but brushes the petals with her fingertips. The flower changes, petals multiplying, changing shape into a rose. Then the colors change within it, like watercolors spreading in water, oranges, yellows, pinks, it finally settles into the stable image of a blue rose and she smiles.
Sheri
*~His eyes drift back open and his song stops. He looks at the flower, curious about how she did that. He thinks for a second and makes a small hum. The deer awakes and looks around. It goes over and cuddles with a group of baby foxes. He stands up, moving both the birds off of him and Saura. He offers Saura a hand.~*

***"I have been sitting for a while, wanna dance with me?"***