Ingrid groaned, pulling herself out of her own puddle of water. She frowned at herself, she'd never fully master her talent. Her wings were soaked, her clothing dripping, all in all it was a terrible first day back to work. She tried to wipe her hands on her dress, but they came back damp. With a dejected sigh she walked away from her little stream and made her way towards the Pixie Dust Tree. Her wings hung low and her steps were heavy, her lips in full pout mode. She would have crossed her arms over her chest, but they would only get wet again. Why did she have such a hard time with her talent? The other fairies her age were mastering their talents, creating beautiful things and serving a huge purpose. Ingrid had only just mastered her talent just enough to be allowed on the mainland. 

Ingrid pulled a leaf down from a nearby plant and tried her best to dry herself off. It was a miracle that she wasn't sick all the time, being cold and wet during most of the day. She sighed to herself, and looked around, letting the leaf bounce back to its original place. Her eyes landed on Terence and she smiled, skipping over to him. 

"Hey Terence!" She said cheerfully. With the wind from her skipping motion, one wing decided it was dry enough to spring up, but the other wasn't dry enough yet. Ingrid stopped, and looked under her arm at the lone wing. She moved it, trying to dry it quickly and it popped back up to join the other. Now that she had that taken care of she looked back at Terence and walked over to him, sitting down on a pebble near his. He looked a little down, kind of how she felt as well, but she wasn't sure what he could be sad about. He got to work in the factory. He probably had the funnest job ever. 

"What's got you down?" She asked, stretching out. She crossed her ankles and leaned back, using her wings to kind of prop herself up. They fluttered at a pace that kept her from falling on the ground, but didn't raise her off of the pebble that she had sat down on. She lifted her arms and linked her fingers together behind her head, turning to look at Terence as she waited for his answer.