A rest
These days Iris had been rather busy with her duties. It seemed everyone needed her to deliver some message, or do some task. Each day, her rainbow streek could be seen across the sky. Iris loved her duties, and took care with each, but she needed rest and time to herself.
It was early afternoon, the sun shone and it was a clear day. Iris glided back to Mt. Olympus, from another task, hoping she wouldn't be beckoned for some time. Slipping through the court yard quietly, she went into a garden and layed down upon the soft ground. She had been so busy she hadn't even thought about what happened between her and Apollo weeks ago, nor had seen him.