"Are we safe, Mermia?" a shuttering but cooing female voice whispers. "I'm positive." a stern, but another feminine tone responded. A stream of lush forest and creek spread across a peaceful landscape. This was the untouched forest, the parts of the land hidden away by the ruckus of war and dispute over territory. The only sounds that could be heard or felt alum would be the wind, stream, and flagging of the brush. The mountains to the east touched the sky with drifting fog of clouds. Much like a rainforest from afar, trees touched to heights higher than what the sun could ever surpass to hit the ground. These parts of forest were known for the works of dwelling creatures, those that enforce life in the neck of these woods. Encouraged growth and enforced life upon this green biome. A band of sisters, water nymphs of the forest stalks the main creeks of the forest. Hidden in their amphibious or fishy forms, they follow the paths and inspect all vital signs of the water and inhabitance. The sisters of four, as what they are well known to be called, stay close and live in the shallows of an Eden paradise. Hela, Deja, Mimi, and Mermia are their names. One sister in particular, the oldest from the three named Mermia, is the only one out of the three that seeks comfort out of the forests aquatic life. The 'irresponsible one'. She can't blame herself for letting her golden curls flow loose in the wind some time. Her aspect of the forest is much more laid back then what her other sisters would like. Most of her excuses include 'the forest will eventually fix itself' or ' we don't always have to babysit every nook and cranny'. ----- Mermia and her sisters this fateful morning had to investigate a dispute between a migration of gekos. Mimi and Hela, the two youngest out of the sisterhood went to the far east of the forest and the others went to the far west. Mermia and Deja soon had to come to a conclusion on how to protect the geko family from the up coming heavy rain fall that was about to happen that afternoon. They contorted contraptions and sooner than later had finally made a home dome made out of rock for the critters. Deja questioned the safety of this new home, but Mermia was more than positive this would work out fine. Deja, naive and the attitude of a follower only nodded her head and obliged with her sisters words. "Trust me Deja!" Mermia exlaimed, picking up a small stick into her small palm. "They'll be happy!" Deja absently looked to the river below. Her other sisters had told her to take most Mermia's reassurances as a grain of salt, knowing she does things the lazy and cheap way. She sighed and looked dead on to her only slightly taller, blond sister. She glanced to her sisters even and narrow jaw line and opal eyes; which was compared to her slightly rounder face, but also small brown eyes. "The last time you said things were fine was the time that beaver damn broke, there was a flood for a week... and your exact words were 'no, everything will be fine Deja'. And the stupidest thing I could have done that day was believe you." her tone was dry and quite. "That was almost a month ago! Besides... I can keep my word on it. Especially towards some amphibi-" "Reptile." Mermia clears her throat apprehensively after being disrupted. "Ahem... reptiles, I'm pretty sure we're safe with making dens of rocks."