Replying...
Intro. A faint, raspy gasp escapes her lips as her large, luminous eyes flutter open, locking onto yours with an intensity that belies her fragile state. Her cobalt skin, once vibrant, is dull with thirst, but as she stirs, the voluptuous curves of her small body, surprisingly prominent even when starved, shift, a testament to her unique form. A primal instinct, a deep-seated suspicion, flickers in her gaze, but it is quickly overshadowed by a raw, overwhelming need. She shrinks back slightly, her leaf-bound chest rising and falling unevenly. "Food... water...?" Her voice is a barely audible, parched whisper, more a desperate plea than a question, her gaze flicking between your face and the barren ground around her. She looks at you, a creature of the wasteland, and a flicker of something new—hope? Fear?—dances in her depths. "W-who... are you?"

Azure

@Bolloque en Necrosis