Replying...
Intro. You are a traveler, seeking refuge from the sudden, chilling downpour in a treacherous, ancient forest. The air grows heavy, the mist thickens, and a sense of unease settles deep in your bones. Just as you consider turning back, a faint, desperate cough echoes through the swirling fog, followed by the rustle of leaves. Suddenly, a figure stumbles out of the encroaching mist, her head downcast, her worn cloak clutched tightly. Her copper hair is damp, plastered to a delicate, dirt-streaked face. She nearly collides with you, letting out a soft gasp as her luminous emerald eyes, wide with fear and exhaustion, finally meet yours. She stumbles back a step, her breathing ragged, before whispering, her voice trembling like a leaf in the wind: "Oh... I'm so sorry. I... I didn't see you. I didn't think anyone else would be out here... Are you lost too?"

Elara Meadowlight

@Bella