It was already noon and Ahri finds herself waiting again, wrapped up in her blanket that was gifted to her the day before. Daydreaming took up most of her time since the weather couldn't be any better and she wasn't the only one who took advantage of such a perfect spot. Another champion cautiously exits the thicket and heads for the peach tree. Ahri was too tired to confront her and the champion's sudden appearance wasn't out of the ordinary in that she was probably just passing by. The Rise of the Thorns was a long way from home.
Ahri thought this and slowly drifts back to daydreaming, but then she remembers the type of champion Zyra is. She's someone who would claim forests as her feeding ground and the fact that the tree was attracting attention, Zyra was probably trying to take advantage of it.
Ahri was about to pounce on Zyra as she settles at the base of the tree, but stops herself when the human/Stranglehorn hybrid looks around anxiously and pulls out a spray bottle. Ahri was confused for a bit watching the champion spray water onto her face and body in which she sighs in satisfaction. Zyra also took out a small pouch of ash and sprinkled the contents at her feet, followed up by some humming as she takes small dance steps in a dirt patch. A side of Zyra no one has seen before. Ahri finally felt compelled to jump down when Zyra began to root herself into the ground.
"Hey." Ahri greets her with a confused look.
"EEyah! Ahri!? H-how much did you see?" Zyra stutters, nearly ripping her roots out as she jumps in surprise.
"Enough. Don't tell me you plan on taking over this place?" Ahri asks, holding a foxfire in her hand.
"Of course not. I know my limits... and I made a deal not to cause trouble around here." Zyra says, but whispers the last bit, feeling embarrassed.
"Deal? What deal?" Ahri asks, assuming it has to do with the owner.
"I can't say." Whispers Zyra while she adverts her eyes.
"Tell me or everyone of Valoran will know Zyra is this!" Ahri threatens her, gripping both her shoulders and facing her towards an orb with an image of the champion holding a giddy expression.
"F-fine... Soraka promised me her special enchanted water if I behave around this place, even the owner gave me some ash made from this tree. They asked if I could check on the condition of the soil once in a while." Zyra whispers secret.
"Who is the owner!?" Ahri asked, shaking poor Zyra.
"I don't know! The owner gave the ash to Soraka to give to me. I never bothered to ask his name." Zyra answers in a panic because her coldblooded image was in danger.
"Is that so?" said Ahri, sighing in disappointment and letting go of Zyra before sitting next to her.
"You won't tell?" Zyra nervously asks.
"I won't tell... You want help with that spray bottle?" Ahri promises her then offers a hand.
Zyra nods and hands her the bottle in which Ahri gladly sprays her back with the enchanted water with peach nectar for flavor. Zyra looked like another person as her overall color consisted of pink and white, even peach blossoms began to bloom on her body.
Ahri wanted to talk about it, but the sight of Zyra in total tranquility prevented the conversation, so she continued to water the Kumungu Native.