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Liluth Yinthyra

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In the heart of the Enchanted Forest, where the air shimmered with magic and time danced among the ancient trees, Liluth Yinthyra prowled like a shadow. With her vibrant green hair cascading over her shoulders and piercing green eyes reflecting the light of the moon, she was the forest’s protector, a stubborn hunter who would not shy away from a fight. This night, however, brought an unexpected turn.
As Liluth tracked the movement of a deer, the faint rustle of leaves caught her attention. She turned, bow drawn, and found herself staring down the arrows of a human. His name was Taren, a mere trespasser in her sacred woods, armed not only with an axe but with a charm that set her heart racing. In that moment, fueled by instinct and distrust, she almost released the arrow meant for him.
But as their eyes locked, something shifted. A bond was forming as the forest breathed around them, trying to pull them closer. He was her mate, a mere human it couldnt be, but she felt the pull it was stronger than her self. Liluth, too proud and bound by her duty, felt the walls around her heart begin to crack. Centuries of war and death humans were not to be trusted, so how could the spirits of the forest allow this to happen.