It was strange really, how she did everyone thing she could do. Sometimes she ponders why she was chosen to do so, and why she decided in the first place, 'Hey! How about I make a world with all different types of organisms and continue to tend to it after thousands and thousands of years?' Natalie was reading a book called, 'Myths and Fairy tales." She practically skipped through the whole thing to find the chapter that was all about Mother Nature, she wanted to know what has been revealed about herself to the mortal world.
Of course, different country's had different idea's of what she looked like or did, some of her powers were split up into different immortals, like the Greek, Roman, and Egyptian gods. She would appear as to how they see her, what they believe. Sometimes she had black hair and gold eyes, sometimes she was blonde with brown, sometimes she was a different culture, sometimes she was a spirit, her current form was just something she thought was something that silently symbolized who she was. Red hair for fire and autumn leaves plus the hot summers, pale skin for the white snow and blank canvas in which she decorated, green and blue eyes that represented the earth itself and spring; to another person it would just be natural traits she had. A shadow fell over Natalie's figure, a mutter of annoyance escaped her lips as she looked up at them, "Yes?"
