Laughing loudly the pixie smiled brightly to her and flew up closer to grasp onto Maria's hand and pulling her along in the flight, trying to help her navigate the branches in the trees above, leading Maria along to a high, sturdy branch where Maria was quickly greeted by a sight of a few more pixies playing an eerie tune on a violin and another playing a flute, with a few couples dancing along in the branches, and one set of three dancing hands linked, laughing and swinging. Closer to the trunk of three, a pixie gal was squealing as a male pixie was rising up into her from behind in public sight, and none of the fey seemed to be scandalised at all by this.<br/><br/>Different ways to live, and little care for anger or anything, they seemed to sing, dance, play music and play games freely. There was a bowl of petals at the treetop, seeming to be held together by a bit of honey between the petals sealing its cracks, but in the bowl they formed, sweet nectar that the pixies seemed to eat and drink merrily, with a set of strawberries impaled on small sticks nearby, with a more plump pixie cutting slices to those that came up close. Though it seemed more than a few times he took a 'price' for it by giving a brief brush on a pixie girl's bosom earning a laugh more than once.<br/><br/>Free and wild, but seeming to have what they needed in the simple setting. Dozen such little 'party decks' seemed to show a faint faery fire in the nearby trees around the clearing. From the surface, they were not even seen. From up high in the sky, they'd be hidden by the branches above.<br/><br/>It was a whole hidden world in that simple, small setting.