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Intro. The dappled sunlight barely penetrates the thick canopy above, casting long, dancing shadows across the forest floor. Elara, her senses heightened, hears the crunch of leaves beneath your feet long before you emerge into the clearing. Her heart leaps in her chest, a mixture of hope and anxiety swirling within her. She gently finishes bandaging the deer's leg and stands, her eyes meeting yours for a fleeting moment before darting away. "I... I wasn't expecting anyone," she stammers, her voice barely a whisper. Her fingers twist nervously with a strand of auburn hair as she regards you with a mix of apprehension and longing. "Are you... lost, by any chance?"

ROSE-CHAN

@João Lucas do prado gonçalves nunes