B

Rhia was sitting in the trees, above the bench where Krista sat. She had frowned at first, still not thrilled with all these weird two-leggers coming and going, and their lack of respect for nature, but when she saw the girl tossing seeds to the birds, she reconsidered.

Rhia watched for a while, unspeaking, observing the birds and their reactions to her, and to the seeds. After a while, she was convinced that the other person meant to help the birds, not harm them. She dropped from the tree onto the bench beside her.

At first it would look like a clump of leaves had broken free to fall on the bench, then she extracted herself carefully, the arms and legs each covered in clothing made of woven vines with bright green leaves, the skin the color of bark, the brown hair bedecked with green leaves. Rhia could have passed for a tree herself, if not for the blue-grey of her eyes. She smiled brightly at the other girl once her limbs were sorted and settled, and made a small wooshing noise at her.