(Third person POV)
´´ I'm sorry, but I have to go home, today I have something very important to do, but don't worry we'll play another day I promise. ´´ A soft and tender voice echoed at the outer edge of Desmond's house, the voice could not belong to anyone but the fairy Kyuru who was saying goodbye to her friend.
´´ Kurururu! Okay, but you have to promise that you will go hunting with me the next time I invite you. ´´ Answered a voice slightly high and melodious like a canary.
If Desmond or Claire were present and witnessed this moment, they probably wouldn't be able to believe what they were seeing, the fact is that they were both used to seeing Kyuru play and talk with flowers and trees saying that they were her friends; so every time the little fairy said that she had a new friend they assumed that she was referring to the same kind of "friend" that the fairy always talked about.
