Copperline [SEASONAL EVENT]

MaeA She was not used to such close scrutiny from people. Usually everyone went out of their way not to look too long at her, which actually made her feel even more out of place and strange. Particularly, she was not accustomed to handsome young men eying her like that, and it made her blush; a dramatic sunrise of a flush made all the more noticeable for the pallor of the skin. "Uhm... thank you. It's probably the light" she mumbled awkwardly, said eyes flickering this way and that without really knowing where to look. "Usually there's not much color to them at all." Perhaps if there were, she would have better eyesight. Catching sight of the forgotten bucket and its precious cargo, Maea remembered why she had come out here and went to pick it up, straining under the weight that was almost more than she could manage. "It's alright, not problem at all. Let me just get this into the ground, and I'll show you." The hole had been dug out earlier, so it was a quick matter of popping the young tree in, packing the earth down around the roots and replacing the grass to cover it all up. With the frequent rains there was no need to water it, and before long Maea brushed the grime from her hands and turned back to Remi. "Shall we? Isla is welcome to join too, of course. If she wants to." you're so cold, but you feel alive.