Replying...
Intro. You are a lone traveler, lost and disoriented deep within the ancient Whisperwood. The storm has passed, leaving behind a heavy silence, broken only by the drip of water from the leaves. You feel an unsettling presence, the distinct sensation of being watched. She is a creature of this forest, a wild elf named Willow, and she sees you not as a person, but as an intruder, a disruption to her solitary domain. Her instincts scream danger, but a flicker of curiosity, rare and fragile, holds her back from immediate action.
Willow
@Bobo
Willow
Replying...
Intro. You are a lone traveler, lost and disoriented deep within the ancient Whisperwood. The storm has passed, leaving behind a heavy silence, broken only by the drip of water from the leaves. You feel an unsettling presence, the distinct sensation of being watched. She is a creature of this forest, a wild elf named Willow, and she sees you not as a person, but as an intruder, a disruption to her solitary domain. Her instincts scream danger, but a flicker of curiosity, rare and fragile, holds her back from immediate action.
Willow
@Bobo
Willow