This one is VERY short. Sorry about that! I'm more focused on getting the character personalities set and understood before I move into the more in-depth plots.
For the few months that he had known her, Vreagon had still not figured her out - one moment she was hyper and excited about something that seemed ridiculous, another she was sulking and quiet, and yet another she was serious and tough, something surprising, given her present attitude-
"HEY! Look what I found!" The girl shouted, laughing and bringing up a flower. Vreagon stared and raised a brow, watching the girl push it closer to him. He blinked, pulling his head back to avoid the deep red petals in his face, and looked up at her in confusion. "...it's a flower." The girl deadpanned, frowning.
Vreagon rolled his eyes, "Yes, Ari, I can see that. Why are you givingme this flower?"
"Oh, I gave one to your brother, too."
"...okay..." Somehow the idea of the girl handing the flower to his brother made him grin, the surprised expression that must have crossed the other man's face threatening to make him laugh. "...but that doesn't explain why you're giving it to me."
The girl shrugged in response, grinning. "I just thought you'd like it! It makes the place look a little nicer."
"...Eh?"
"...no offense, but you need a woman's touch around this village~ It's too dull!"
Vreagon blinked and poked his head out, noting the barren grass. Aside from the lack of foliage and animals, really there was nothing wrong, not as far as he could see. There was a wonderful view of the river and the jungle across from it, but obviously that wasn't good enough for the girl.
He looked at her and, deciding to humor her, took the flower and smelled it. The scent of the rose filled his senses and he felt calmed, his eyes softening. He moved to thank Ari for the flower, but the girl was already gone, staring out toward the river with a sense of longing that both confused and worried him. Mor walked by her and thanked her for the flower happily, though he was clearly as confused as Vreagon himself.
Still, he looked down at the flower and closed his eyes with a chuckle, setting it down softly on the bed, stepping out of his house as Ari disappeared to work, jogging to the mountain to find more fresh water.
Women. He'd never understand them.