The red head had been quietly minding his own business as he sat up against the Goddess tree, his knees lazily bent in front of himself as he quietly tapped a tune on his thighs. He would have whistled by no sound would ever come from those lips, for he knew not how to whistle. The summer heat was interesting well enough this year, it's usually more hotter, but he wasn't about to complain since the shade under the tree was cooling already.
From under his hair, Ari thought he spotted a woman, appearing a little younger than himself, though he paid no mind to her as she walked up to the pond, standing over it. He did not say a word as he only watched her. A gust of wind came, which blew Ari's hair about, and managed to throw the woman in the water. To keep himself from being totally disrespectful, he stifled his laughter, biting his lower lip.
Surprisingly enough, she didn't look all too upset, so Ari paid almost no mind to it. But it would be at least out of the kindness of his heart to find out if she was at least alright. But she appeared well enough. But he caught her looking at something, perhaps the crystal like flowers. They were really a sight to see since no where else really had them.
