"Oh, thank you for the shade Maple," Efem told the towering tree as she sat down. There was nothing better than a nice lazy afternoon communing with her tree friends. Efem, being a tree mother, loved to share her "wisdom" with the other trees as they watched the new saplings sprout in the grove. “Little Willow over there looks like she will grow to be a great golden willow from the looks of that crown of shiny new leaf buds,” she told the other trees.
As she was about to say something more, she heard a rustling noise coming from behind her. Quickly she started to raise her arms into the air so she could turn into a tree if needed, but hesitated when something pink out of the corner of her eye appeared. Before she was able to change, a shimmering glow flashed and she was suddenly surrounded by Dusty Mytes.
At first she wasn't thrilled at being surprised when the Dusty Mytes appeared, but now she was becoming confused. They were feeling sorry about something and wanted her help - which they had never asked before.
It took her a minute to finally understand, but it appeared that something had happened to Nemmer and they were sorry.