Flying through the clouds of the now thawed tundra, a hint of gentle calm carried through the wind washed over Haruki's face. Closing his eyes shut, he submitted himself to the gust and let himself be carried by the winds wherever it deemed fit. His companions, on the other hand, were looking on with worried expressions at the innocent smiling child being carried in Haruki's arms.
Frolicking around happily, the girl was moments away from disaster, but reluctant on breaking their master's peace, none of them dared voice their opinions.
"Ahaha! Fu! Fu! Ahaha!" Incapable of words, the little girl accepted by everyone as Haruki's daughter, kept giggling as the winds passed by and even tried to make the same noise as the wind as they flew through the skies.
