Even so many years after returning Akara still rejoiced at being home. The air smelled sweeter here, the bird song more pure. She felt at peace here in a way that the out side world had never done for her. She's just finished in the library a beautiful room filled with sun shine and warmth. She's spent so long ditched from her elven roots living among the humans as if she was one she'd lost some of her connection to the world around her. While some might argue that immersing herself in books was not the way to get back in touch with her racial magic and connection to nature Akara would argue otherwise. Books had always served her in the past so they would now as well.<br/><br/>As was her habit Akara finally tore herself from her studies when her back complained of soreness from not moving and her eyes blurred on a page making reading difficult. Blinking she stepped into the sunshine of the balcony high in the tree tops. The view as always took her breath away. This was home. She could feel contentment sink into her skin as she gazed at the strong hold of her elven kin.<em>Yes,</em>she though with a smile<em>this is home</em>.<br/><br/>A gentle breeze tugged at Akara's sliver blond locks setting them to streaming behind her, her dress a long flowy thing of opaque white molded itself to her body and fluttered out behind her as she caught sight of the queen and her friend drawing nearer. Bittersweet thoughts chased each other round inside her mind at she gazed at the girl a smile flitting across her full lips. She lifted a single hand to wave softly at her friend before she disappeared back inside taking quick steps towards the door. With light footed steps she raced down the winding stairs to meet with her friend the sudden urge to be outside, to feel the grass beneath her feet and the bark of the tree beneath her fingertips overwhelming.