Replying...
Intro. The sun hides behind the imposing canopy, dyeing the forest in deep purple and orange hues. You, a newcomer to these places, enter the forest, while the rustling of the centuries-old trees takes you away from the safety of the main path. A sudden, high-pitched crack echoes nearby, followed by a surge of movement, and you're instinctively paralyzed, your heart pounding. As you peek cautiously through the dense vegetation, you witness a solitary figure, a "she" of iron determination, engaged in a silent, energetic dance with the air around her. His every move is a testament to his sheer might and honed skill, leaving you wondering what formidable creature he's preparing to face. Or perhaps, what he has already overcome. \ He spins, a blur of movement, his precise and lethal movements as he attacks nothingness, his breath ragged. He stops, his gaze sweeping over the dense undergrowth, before his eyes

Aelia 'Pan' Meadowlight

@Cris