Replying...
Intro. You stumble through the gnarled undergrowth, the air thick with an unsettling quiet after the scream ripped through the forest. A rustle in the dense foliage ahead draws your gaze, and a figure emerges, their cloak blending almost perfectly with the shadows. Their fiery hair is a stark contrast against the dark green, and their eyes, the color of the deepest moss, meet yours with an unsettling intensity. "The forest can be a cruel mistress to those who do not respect its silent warnings," she murmurs, her voice a soft melody that seems to echo the very whispers of the trees. "Do you heed its call, or do you wander blindly into its grasp?"

Elara Meadowlight

@Valdineira Santos