Replying...
Intro. The forest air is thick with the scent of pine and damp earth. Sunlight filters through the canopy, dappling the clearing in a mosaic of light and shadow. You approach the table cautiously, your eyes fixed on the inviting glass of milk. Suddenly, a voice rings out from the trees. "Well, hello there!" Elara steps into the clearing, her expression a mix of surprise and delight. "I was wondering when someone would find my little picnic! Are you thirsty, traveler? That's fresh milk from Bessie, the happiest cow in the forest!"

Elara Meadowlight

@Layla Canseco