The year is 1821 – the same year that Windsong meets Casey Aqua. Around the same time, possibly about a week later, on one of her regular visits to Casey's Pond, she meets a forest spirit named Narain Hart.

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Windsong - Meeting Narain

Gathering a basket of sandwiches and a few bottles of spring water, Windsong flew down to the ground as she met a small group of her Lyrical Sprites by the garden entrance.

"Alright now, I'm going to be gone for a while, but I'll be back soon. Don't you get into trouble while I'm gone," she said, tickling one her little sprites.

Whisper, a tiny sprite that glowed with the auroras of yellow and blue, flew down to Windsong's ear as she tugged at the basket. Lifting it, the tiny little sprite peeked in at the delicious snacks while she cheeped in question.

Windsong shook her head with a small grin. "Whisper, I need you here, ok?"

Whisper harrumphed sadly, fluttering away from the basket, as Windsong started to walk out of the Silent Glade. "I'll bring you next time."

Turning around to face her little sprite, she said, "I would take you, Whisper, but Casey doesn't her about you, yet. Give me a chance to introduce you. I'm sure she would love you, but I know you can be a bit mischievous sometimes, too."

Whisper tweeted innocently, grinning with a small smile.

Gathering up the little sprite in her hand, Windsong chuckled as she brought Whisper up to her cheek.

"I'll be back soon," she said, letting go of Whisper and flying out of the Silent Glade.

Silently following her out of the Glade, Whisper watched as her Gail started to whip around her, making her long hair wave all around her face. As Windsong arose in the air, her silver moondust-infused twilight wings arced out completely in full form. However, as Windsong was about to take off, her moondust sack slipped off her belt and landed on the forest floor.

"Oops," Windsong murmured, fluttering back down to the ground, "we wouldn't want to lose this, would we?"

Watching Windsong's snowy white hair flutter by her ear, Whisper beamed as she saw her chance.

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Near the forest, out near Casey's Pond, a girl called Narain Hart rode through the wood that she liked to call home. Coming to a clearing, she dismounted off the back of a young bulk as she rubbed his head affectionately. "Now, go on and get back home. I'll be back soon. I'm going to visit Casey for a while.

Nuzzling her head, the little fawn licked her cheek before he galloped off into the forest.

Smiling, Narain walked out of the wood to see Casey lying next to her pond in exhaustion.

…

"Hey, busy day?" Narain asked, perching down beside a weary Casey.

Sitting up, Casey rubbed her head as she murmured, "How can a six hour rain storm not keep me busy?"

"Oh, dear, you poor thing," she said with a small giggle. A small bleat was heard from the wood as a little buck peeked out of the wood.

Narain and Casey laughed as Narain called out, "It's ok, Dobie, I'm fine."

"New fawn?" Casey asked with a grin, picking up herself with her staff.

"Yeah, he was one of the new fawns we had last spring. He's a very devoted little thing, not afraid of anything."

"Not even hunters?"

"Well, yes," Narain said with a shrug, "but, I make sure that no one can find them all. At least, I do what I can."

Casey sighed. "Yeah, that's all we can do."

Narain smiled, but a sudden gust of warming air made her look up. "What's that?"

Recognizing the swirling gust of air, Casey smiled as she said, "It's Windsong."

"Who?" Narain asked, her eyebrows raising high into her furry cap.

"Here, let me introduce you," Casey said, watching as Windsong folded away her crescent wings.

Smiling up at them both, Windsong walked over to Casey as she hugged her friend.

"Right on time, Song. Here, let me introduce you to my friend. Song, this is Narain. She's the Spirit of the Forest," Casey said, turning Windsong around to face Narain.

"Hi. You must be Windsong. Are you the Spirit of Music that I have been hearing about?"

"Yes, I am. Has Casey been telling you this?"

Narain chuckled. "Yes, but also I've heard about you from other words of mouth."

"Who else knows?" Casey asked, tilting her head curiously. "The other guardians?"

"Well, mainly from Bunnymund. He mentioned you briefly when I last saw him."

Windsong chuckled, lost in thought. "Well, I wouldn't doubt it. We've met plenty of times before. In fact, he's the first to next Guardian I met besides Sandy of course."

Narain's eyes gleamed in a secret thought, but a small smile crossed her face instead.

Casey nodded, hinting to Windsong's moondust sack. "Of course."

Noticing the basket, Narain curiously asked, "Hey, what do you have there?"

Looking at Casey, Windsong said, "Well, I brought a picnic. I thought that you might be a little hungry. By the sound of it, I'd think you just back from a real storm."

"You got that right!" Casey sighed, but she let out a laugh that soon had the two other spirits laughing as well.

"Well, how about it? Let's eat," Narain said as the three spirits sat down next to Casey's Pond.

However, as soon as the basket lid was lifted, a flash of yellow and blue dove straight right into the basket.

"Whisper," Windsong exclaimed, opening the basket to pull out a partly open veggie sandwich. "What are you doing, you little scamp? Come out of there," she said, laughing.

Peeking her head out from under a bread slice, Whisper grinned as she chewed a bite of lettuce.

Casey and Narain looked closer at the tiny sprite as they murmured, "Aw, how cute."

"Who is this little guy?" Casey said, reaching out her hand.

Annoyed, Whisper gulped and growled at Casey.

Picking her right up in her hand, Windsong scolded her, "Whisper, we don't do that. Stop it right now. Tell Casey that you're sorry."

Begrudgingly, Whisper folded her tiny arms and tweeted solemnly up at Casey.

"Uh, it's ok, Whisper," Casey said with a curious face up at Windsong. "Sensitive, isn't she?"

"I'm sorry, Casey. She is very sensitive, but she's a sweetheart most of the time. Aren't you, Whisper?"

Whisper tweeted with a melodious la-LAAA. Giggling, Windsong lifted her head up to her friends.

"May I see her?" Narain asked with a grin. Holding out her hand slowly, she watched as a hesitant Windsong laid a quiet Whisper in her palm.

"Now, you be nice little lady," Windsong said to Whisper.

Bringing Whisper up to her face, Narain started to talk to her. "Well, aren't you cute," she started to say, but she watched as the breeze started to whip poor little Whisper's wisp of hair over her tiny eyes. Lifting a finger to brush the wisps up out her eyes, Narain got an idea. "Wait, I know what will work. Hang on. Windsong, can you hand me one of those ivy stems, please?"

"Sure," Windsong said with a smile.

Laying the stem in her other hand, Narain lifted a single finger as the ivy stem started to grow. "Song, can I borrow one of your breezes?"

Pulling her pipes, Windsong blew a single note as a single wisp of wind flew around Whisper.

Holding the small ivy stems up next to Whisper's wispy bangs, Narain made the ivy twirl and tie around Whisper's hair to pin back her hair. "There you go, little one."

Whisper tweeted happily as she zipped up between the three Spirits.

Landing back on Windsong's hand, Windsong said, "Now what do you say, Whisper?"

Whisper shook her tiny ponytail and tweeted Taaaank-uuuuuuuu.

The three friends laughed as they finally settled down to their picnic beneath the afternoon sun.

Narain belongs to a friend of mine and writergirl142's, just like how Casey Aqua bellows to writergirl142. Please support writergirl142's story "The Water Guardian Debuts," and enjoy this little tale on how Song meets Narain. Thank you. :D