Hovering beside Rosalina are three Lumas-one red, one yellow, and one blue. They look on curiously as their mother floats just above the ground. Rosalina drifts forward, secretly eager to explore Earth after centuries away from the little planet.
The location the group has chosen to visit first is a rolling plain dotted with wildflowers. A little creek babbles some ways away. The wind carries aromas of various flowers past them. The Lumas dart around her, just as excited to visit this strange world.
In the center of the field is a person, lying flat, unconscious. She doesn’t seem to be human, but somewhat humanoid. She seems to be an avian of some description. Oddly though, a sleek white and blue chest plating physically attached to her, along with some kind of energy pack. Her right arm is covered in a similarly designed apparatus, the “hand” of which appears to be somewhat like a mitten that opens and closes like a mouth would, som sort of sphere inside at the back. Her other arm is mostly uncovered but for a few metal rings on the forearm. It seemed like she was wearing some sort of sleeveless jumpsuit before the breastplate was put on.