Guardian Of Ancient Wood

Chapter 47

The water healer entered Leaf's healing room with a soft, rhythmic gait. Her presence exuded calmness and compassion. She had a gentle demeanor that seemed to complement her healing abilities. The healer was adorned in a flowing robe that mimicked the hues of the ocean—shades of blues and greens that danced together like water in sunlight. Her attire had intricate water patterns that seemed to ripple across the fabric as she moved. Her eyes, a deep, serene blue, reflected the wisdom and empathy that came from years of tending to wounded Guardians. Framed by locks of cascading, watery hair, the healer's features were delicate, and a soft glow surrounded her, giving off an aura of tranquility.

As she approached Leaf's bed, the healer's tender smile conveyed both warmth and reassurance. Furie couldn't help but feel comforted by the healer's presence, as if her very essence was attuned to the soothing nature of water. "I heard we had a brave Guardian who just woke up from his healing sleep," the water healer spoke with a melodic tone, her voice as calming as the lapping of waves against the shore. "Let's see how you're doing, dear."

Leaf nodded, acknowledging the healer with gratitude, and the woman began to assess his condition with a careful and experienced touch. Furie observed with admiration, recognizing the healer's ability to mend both physical and emotional wounds with the nurturing power of water.

Furie observed with keen interest as the water healer, with her gentle demeanor, attended to Leaf's wounds. The marks on his body, remnants of the battle with the shadow creatures, seemed to respond to the healer's soothing touch. The water healer focused on a long red mark on Leaf's shoulder. Her fingers moved gracefully, and a soft, ethereal glow emanated from her touch. Furie marveled at the intricate dance of water magic that unfolded before her eyes, a delicate and powerful force that seemed to coax the wounds into rapid healing. "You are healing very fast, Leaf," the water healer reassured with a kind smile. "All these marks will be gone by tomorrow, I promise." Leaf returned the smile with gratitude, expressing his thanks for both the magic and patience of the healer. As she continued her examination, Leaf inquired about the well-being of his fellow Guardians. "Do you know how Bloom and Timber are?"

The water healer, now focused on a smaller chest wound, studied it with a careful eye. Her fingers moved with precision, and the glow of water magic intensified. Furie watched as the healer's magic worked its soothing effect, accelerating the healing process. With a reassuring tone, the healer shared the status of Bloom and Timber. "They are both in the building, Leaf. Rest assured, they are well taken care of. The three of you have been through quite an ordeal, but you'll all be back on your feet in no time."

As the water healer concluded her ministrations, Sprout, Leaf's mother, made a timely entrance into the room. The healer, with a gentle smile, informed Leaf that he was free to leave and head home whenever he felt ready. Both Furie and Leaf expressed their gratitude, thanking the healer for her assistance.

Just as the water healer left, Furie and Leaf noticed that Sprout had returned with three steaming cups of coffee. The aromatic scent filled the room as Sprout explained the options to Furie. "I wasn't sure how you drink your coffee, Furie. So you should pick first." Sprout detailed the choices: a latte with honey, a regular coffee with honey, and a simple black coffee. Furie, with a penchant for sweetness, opted for the latte. "Of course, here," Sprout responded, handing Furie the carefully prepared cup. Meanwhile, Leaf expressed his willingness to take either of the remaining options. His mother handed him the coffee with honey, and a contented smile graced Leaf's face as he accepted the warm beverage.

The trio settled into a brief but pleasant interlude, sipping on their hot drinks and engaging in light conversation. Furie felt a mixture of gratitude and warmth in meeting Sprout, even if the circumstances were less than ideal. As they chatted, Leaf assured them, "I am fine. Everything is fine."

Sprout, with a playful glint in her eyes, decided to regale Leaf with the tale of how she and Furie crossed paths. She gestured toward the multitude of message spheres floating near the ceiling, each one a testament to Furie's persistence and concern. Furie, feeling a bit bashful, shot a smiling glance at Leaf. Sprout explained that upon noticing the numerous spheres, she sensed someone was fervently searching for Leaf. She made her way downstairs, and just as she approached the entrance hall, she encountered a visibly upset Furie, who, at that moment, seemed to be issuing threats to Steam. Leaf chuckled, not at all surprised by the fiery display of his passionate Furie. The two shared a sweet, loving gaze, and Furie, with a playful shrug, remarked, "Whatever. Someone has to put that Steam guy back in his place." The moment was filled with a mix of amusement and affection, creating a shared understanding between Furie, Leaf, and Sprout.