Deep in the woods, secluded from any civilization, The Santuary stood, the buildings basking in the warm afternoon light. In the heat of the day, most people preferred to be indoors, though there was still many milling about the peaceful streets. 
Standing at the gates, two nymphs. One was sitting on a stump, staring at the sky, while the other floated in midair, her hair flowing along with the soft breeze. 
[color=f6989d]"Surely theres going to be some new arrivals soon,"[/color] Commented the smaller of the two from her perch on the stump. She flicked some of her reddish pink hair away from her face. The roses growing from her hair were looking particularly sad right now, only at half bloom. She was rather bored. Waiting at the gate could be fun, or very tedious and lame, if nothing eventful happened. And today, nothing had. 
[color=6ecff6]"I think there should be some today. I believe that's when they were scheduled to arrive,"[/color] The other replied, her voice much softer and sweeter than that of her companion. [color=6ecff6]"You just have to learn to be patient, Rose."[/color] 
[color=f6989d]"Being patient is borrrinnggg.."[/color] Rose groaned, leaning back as far as she could without tumbling off the spot she was sitting. The other nymph giggled at her, shaking her head. 
[color=6ecff6]"You're ridiculous,"[/color] She said, looking around, and squinting off into the distance, thinking she saw something off along the horizon. [color=6ecff6]"Oh! I think I see someone!"[/color] She said, her feet touching the ground again. She was somewhat excited about getting to meet someone new. It had been some time since someone new had come to The Sanctuary, afterall.