Leona peeked over at the gates of Arcadia from a long-branched peach tree, only 100 or so feel away. She looked back towards the woods in the direction of her tribe, then again at the large brass gates. She took special notice in the wide variety of people entering the Kingdom; persons of all sorts of species, be it elves, nymphs, half-breeds... but mostly humans. She also couldn't help but to heir the joyful shrieks and laughter of children within the gates, as well as bellows of joy between elders. What really caught her attention was the music, which drifted through the trees and danced among the grass before settling deep in her bones. Leona weighed her options. She knew very well that her tribe of Haukka take good care in hiding from the humans of Arcadia, ever since the split of her people long ago. However, the sounds coming from beyond the gates were beckoning, and whatever festivities taking place inside were obviously open to the public. Surely she could go in for an hour or two without worrying her brothers. In the end, Leona's curiosity got the best of her and she jumped from the peach tree, landing on her feet. She tucked her long, elf-like ears into her hair and slid her bow into its place in her quiver, which was filled with arrows that she had proudly made herself. With one last glance back towards the Greatwoods, she sped-walked towards the Kingdom of Arcadia.