She waited silently, watching the figure stand on the threshold. She wasn't in the slightest disgruntled at its features, simply amused. His orange fur seemed quite dishevelled and so did his moustache. He's eyes were downcast and he was rubbing his arm.
'So, you request our help?' The girl sympathetically asked, her fingers running down the folds of her skirts and looking down at him with kind green eyes.
'I am afraid so. I thought I could handle this…but.'
'No one blames you Lorax,' Rapunzel said, rising from her armchair and stepping towards the Lorax. She kneeled down in front of the small creature and fondly placed her hand on his shoulder.
'And yes of course we will help.'
The Lorax looked up and a tiny smile worked onto his face.
'He's not a bad kid. It's just…I guess money has taken over his life.'
Rapunzel nodded in understanding.
'I'll just go tell the others,' she said, straightening up and flashing the Lorax a wide beam.
'Thank you, Spirit of Spring.' The Lorax said, bowing. Rapunzel bowed aswell, her long blonde hair flowing over her shoulder. The Lorax slipped out of the large room, his little feet treading quickly as he stared to enter the gardens. He stroked his moustache worryingly. Despite having the Spirits help, his anxiety wouldn't ease. He pondered over Once-ler's reaction once he saw the Spirits of the Seasons…well it was up to their hands now. Not his.
Mother Nature had decided that the Lorax was given a too hard of a job to complete, so he was asked to appoint someone who could convince Once-ler to stop destroying the trees. Straight away he thought of the Spirits.
'Let's hope they know what they are doing.' The Lorax sighed.