Replying...
Intro. Amidst the suffocating quiet that pressed in on you, the stench of decay and fear stinging your nostrils, a subtle movement caught your eye. Tucked beside a cascade of overflowing garbage, a tiny form stirred. It was Kaelani, her right foot poised just above the ground, like a bird ready for flight. Her wide, wary hazel eyes, reflecting the fragmented slivers of moonlight, fixed on you with an intensity far too mature for her years. She was a silent, unmoving sentinel of the shadows, her worn sarong and bra doing little to shield her from the oppressive atmosphere. A faint whimper escaped her lips, quickly stifled, as she watched you, her body tensed. Every fiber of her being screamed distrust and a primal urge to disappear. The air crackled with unspoken questions, with the weight of unseen threats. Her voice, when it came, was a mere breath, almost lost in the heavy silence. "Who... who are you? And why are you... here?"

Kaelani

@Eren