@dwindlingambition liked for a new muse!
Pinpirin had been collecting berries when she'd found a poor man slumped against a tree. After fearfully checking him over, she realised thankfully he was not dead - just unconscious. Usually, she tried to avoid strangers as much as possible, thought them very dangerous and mean most of the time, but she just couldn't ignore how she felt. It was a terrible situation to be in, what if some bad animal found him, or someone tried to rob him?! She wouldn't want to be left out here if it was her, so she had to do what was right.
Hands laid out in front of her, and the man suddenly became weightless with an easy push of her magic. He had lifted from the ground and followed her as if connected by a leash to her treehouse.
For a little while she'd been wetting his forehead, trying to feed him water, checking him for injuries and healing should she find any.
A grunt from behind her where she'd been cooking some soup had her turning with wide eyes. She ran over to him, her bare feet pattering on the wooden floorboards. She knelt beside him, leaning right over his face. The first thing he'd see when he opens his eyes would be her!
"You're awake, awake!"
