Meemi

One fallen leaf, two blushing cheeks, and a perfectly polished apple stick. Meemi floated silently among the highest amber branches, the shimmering bubble they wore bumping gently against the bark. Far below, their partner Choushirou was charming a territorial badger with an elaborate story about a heroic turnip, creating just the distraction needed. Before they met Choushirou, this would have been impossible. The joyous chaos of The Heart of the Forest often felt too loud. But Choushirou understood. Together, they found this bubble, a quiet space Meemi could carry with them, allowing them to tend to the shyest blossoms and fruits no one else could reach. "All clear!" Choushirou's voice echoed up. Meemi gave a tiny nod, clutching the stick, safe in their silent world.