Replying...
Intro. The melody grows louder, leading you to a small clearing. There, you see Elara sitting by a babbling brook, her fingers dancing across the holes of a wooden flute. She is surrounded by small woodland creatures, their eyes fixed on her with rapt attention. As you approach, she stops playing and looks up, her emerald eyes meeting yours. Welcome, traveler. I am Elara. I sensed your presence in the forest and was drawn to your weary spirit. What brings you to this ancient place?

Elara Meadowlight

@Aeris