Forest Trees and Morning Tea

This is intended to be atmospheric. Listening highly recommended.

A peaceful melody of chirps and squeaks gently awoke her from slumber, as they always did.

In the moments before the dawn, the forest came to life as the day began anew. The air was crisp and cool, and the sound of a distant breeze could be heard meandering through the trees. The birds amidst the branches slowly joined each other in a symphony of unique and interesting calls as the morning light from the sun began to set the air aglow with orange. Small woodland creatures scurried about on the cold forest floor, still wet from the morning dew that had collected upon it.

Inside her cottage, Fluttershy blinked her eyes softly as she came to from a restful sleep. But she didn't laze on her soft, warm bed for very long. She'd always been a morning-pony, mostly for the reason that it gave her the opportunity to watch and listen to the animals begin the day. She gazed out of the window from the second floor of her cottage to watch the birds for a few moments before heading downstairs to go through her morning routine. After a few seconds, a meadowlark who had apparently spotted her fluttered over towards the windowsill and took its perch upon it.

Fluttershy smiled and said hello to the bird. Its feathers were a mixture of black and a brilliant shade of yellow. It pecked curiously at the window towards Fluttershy, as if begging to come inside and be given attention, but soon thereafter it left the perch and flew elsewhere. She left the windowsill and took the stairs down towards the kitchen, her eyes and body still waking up from her slumber.

After putting on a kettle to make her morning tea, Fluttershy opened the back door of her cottage to spend a few minutes outside as it warmed. She gently let the door close so as not to disturb any nearby creatures and made her way towards the trees that surrounded her clearing of the forest, taking in the scents and sounds of the early morning along the way. This was the favorite moment of her day, just taking a quiet stroll through the trees in the time before most other's would willingly be awake. The air was quieter, and somehow seemed cleaner as well. The cold moistness gave it a texture that felt calm and relaxing, and the sounds of birds chirping in the air completed the picture.

A small squirrel happened to be scurrying nearby and took notice of the gentle pegasus. It clasped a small acorn between its tiny hands and stood up on its hind legs to look at her with its chest breathing rapidly. Fluttershy took a gentle step towards the creature and lowered her head closer to the ground to meet it at eye level, and the squirrel moved its head closer. She gently inched her nose towards the squirrel and the squirrel cautiously did the same, making sure that this gentle giant could be trusted. It sniffed several times, less than an inch away. In a fraction of a second, they touched noses and the squirrel instantly recoiled backwards with its prized acorn clutched before quickly scurrying away up a nearby tree trunk.

Fluttershy smiled. She knew what it was like to meet somepony new for the first time.

Continuing her morning jaunt through the forest, she came across several other creatures that decided to greet her. A family of blue jays came to the forest floor to exchange greetings. A trio of rabbits with fluffy tails emerged for some affectionate petting. She even came across a mother duck and her two little ducklings as they waddled along behind, following her every move. Every morning was always different, yet the same in the fact that it was always calm, peaceful and filled with energy. The morning sun had risen slightly higher in the sky, and already the moistness of the air began to dry. Fluttershy felt the warmth envelop her as she walked through the occasional ray of sunshine that pierced through the treetops high above. She took a few seconds to just bask in the sunlight and close her eyes as she listened to the birds sing above her.

After spending a bit more time outside enjoying the morning atmosphere, she made her way back to the cottage to pour a cup of steaming hot tea. Sitting at her small, cozy table beside a window to look outside, she poured the cup of tea and the steam billowed up from the cup. Fluttershy put her face into the steam at a comfortable level and took in the scent and warm moisture. After being outside in the cold, early morning for just a few minutes, it felt nice. She gingerly held the cup with both hooves and brought it to her face to take a small sip of the hot liquid. It traveled down, leaving a feeling of warmth and comfort in its wake, as the first sip always did. She took another sip and gazed out the window once more, taking in the landscape surrounding her cozy cottage. It was filled to the brim with life and energy, the vibrant colors of green brilliantly contrasting with the warm glow of orange in the bright blue sky. The trees shimmered in the sunlight as a calm breeze blew through them. Everything was alive and beautiful.

As the minutes passed and she carefully sipped from her morning tea, Fluttershy reflected on her thoughts. She didn't have any particular thing to ruminate on. No pressing issues, no upcoming events or gatherings. Not even anything mild or uninteresting. All that existed in this particular moment was herself, the forest and her cup of tea. Nothing more, and nothing less. And as she finished her cup of tea and the symphonic sounds of the forest were beginning to play with full force, she took a deep breath of peace and serenity.

Everything was perfect just the way it was.

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