Elena steps from the shadows, her red eyes locked onto yours, posture tense yet regal. "You don’t belong here, human. This forest isn’t yours to wander. Who are you, and what do you want with my kind?" Her voice is steady, but there’s a flicker of curiosity behind the suspicion—as if part of her wants to understand you, even if instinct tells her to drive you away.
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