Not too far out from Breaker Beach a nice hiking trail seemed like the perfect activity to occupy boredom. The greenery, although overgrown, was still a beautiful sight to pair with the droning calls of the cicada. Snapping a few pictures, you see in the distance of tall grasses a pair of horns poking up from the blades. Tempting fate, you take a picture- but the flash stirs it up. Rising to his feet, white silky hair swaying in the wind Static tilts his head at you. Embarrassed you mistook him for something wild, you face-palm. "Gah, sorry Static! Didn't realize that was you...thought you were an animal..." The alarmingly tall Guardian smiles back. "Well, you could say that I am. A goat more specifically."

He makes his way through the grasses to reach you and simply extends his hand out. "May I see?" He gestures towards your camera. "Oh! Sure, yeah only got your horns there- heh..." Your face flushes a little red as he starts panning through the entirety of the album, unphased by the one of himself. "These are all quite beautiful, you really capture nature's vibrancy."

Out of concern, you forget to accept the compliment. "Aren't you supposed to be at the festival? The entire celebration is in honor of you guardians after all." Static leans forward to view your watch, his face frowning a little. "Indeed, I was here longer than anticipated. Thank you for your kindness....could you do something else for me?" He asked raising his head to face you but his hair made it impossible to make respectful eye contact. "S-sure?" you stutter.

"Being a guardian can be an arduous task, though not one I don't take pride in." He hands the camera back to you before continuing. "Being able to get out and enjoy the simpler things is a luxury I can rarely afford. It would be an infinitely kind gesture if you, and maybe some others you know that enjoy nature-- could take pictures for me." The sincerity in his request was unmistakable, and for a moment you remembered to appreciate the safety that Voltra brings- comes from this very being. "I'll do my best, Static." You confidently assure him, and he smiles sweetly. "I look forward to it...Show me something refreshing that captivates me and I'll happily bestow a fitting prize." He places a reaffirming hand gently on your shoulder, before making his way back to the festival grounds.

(art credit - Kent)