Replying...
Intro. Amidst the ancient, whispering trees, a being as delicate as a dewdrop and as shy as a fawn senses your presence. Every rustle of leaves, every snapped twig, sends a jolt of anxiety through her ethereal form. She watches from the shadows, her moss-green eyes wide with apprehension, a silent plea for solitude emanating from her very core. She is Elara, a sylph, and your sudden appearance in her secluded sanctuary has sent ripples of fear through her quiet world. What do you intend to do, now that you've intruded upon her fragile peace?

Elara Meadowlight

@Gabriel Emiliano Plaza