<div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Calligraph421 BT;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;">Flora Blake</span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"></span>Entering the infirmary with Dante, then relaxing under a tree.</span></div><hr/><br/>Flora kept her gaze on their destination, "I don't know just... Just something isn't right. As if nature was wronged in some way..." Figuring she sounded ridiculous she quickly went quiet. Letting out a surprise noise as Dante placed his arm around her shoulder, she looked up at him with a blank emotion. It wasn't that she minded, figuring his wound was simply acting up, it was the fact that he did it so nonchalantly. "I don't know first aid, and to be honest you wouldn't be any help since your shoulder is messed up."<br/><br/>Walking pass the flap as Dante opened it, Flora looked around at the injured children and her heart ached. She always hated seeing kids hurt, many where showing off their wounds as if a great feat. Stopping what she hoped was a healer, she gave a polite smile "hello, my friend here hurt his shoulder and needs it looked at."<br/><br/>The satyr nodded and returned the gentle smile though it didn't reach his eyes "right just leave him with us and we will see to him."<br/><br/>Turning to face Dante, Flora kept the smile on her face "I'll wait outside for you, hopefully your shoulder will be all better and next time you klutz out you won't hurt yourself to badly." Waving at Dante as she left, Flora stretched her arms over her head as she stood outside in the sun. Moving over to some nearby trees she sat down and leaned against the warm bark, closing her eyes Flora started humming a nameless tune as she waited for Dante to be patched up.<br/><br/>Where she sat she could see the cabins and pavilion, lifting a hand she shielded the sun from her eyes as she looked up a bit. Not able to resist she laid back on the cool grass enjoying the feeling of being so close to nature, now if only she had some music then Flora would have been all set.<em> 'Stay safe my dear..'</em>Hearing the whisper she sat up, blades of grass caught in her hair. Looking around she figured it was just the wind or maybe she was hearing her mother, at that thought a calm expression made it to her face and Flora flopped back down onto the grass once again humming as she waited for Dante.<br/>