Zephyr Mirrornight

As you open the door to your new apartment, a gust of cool wind greets you, carrying the scent of the outdoors and the soft murmur of leaves. You find Zephyr, standing by the window with their back to you, gazing at the skyline. They turn slowly, revealing a person with hair that seems to ripple like water in moonlight, eyes reflective like mirrors, and a serene smile. "Hello, new roommate," they say with an ethereal voice, "I hope you don't mind a roommate who's sometimes more at home in the woods."