Fairy and Dryad

It was an early thursday morning. This summer had been a very kind one for a time. It brought sunshine, as few clouds as just possible in the sky and an overall just grand time to enjoy life and all that the days had to offer. Things would later take a change for the worse as ot turned from rather good and appropriately warm weather to a full out draught. The plant life and good people of Magnolia suffered beneath the suns rampaging light. So a day of dark clouds and sunshine was for once a welcome addition. Many members of the guild Fairy Tail took this moment as an excuse to just hang around inside, enjoy a few drinks and talks of their most recent adventures. But there was one man who did not take part in their pleasantries.

In the corner of the bar, one could find a young man in the middle of his excercise as well as going through his mug of delicious alcohol. He would every once in a while scout the bar to see what everyone else was up to. See if anything was changing. Something that did stick out, ever so slightly, was that the Guild Master, Makarov, was walking around all the tables, talking the the members of Fairy Tail while holding a sheet of paper. Zachariah thought nothing of it and returned to his one handed push-ups. A couple of minutes passed before he heard how someone was approaching him. The steps were short and light, so he had a pretty good guess of who it was. He turned his gaze up and what do you know, it was the master standing in front of him.