you were wandering a lightly forested area, in the dead of night. there were still some street lights, but there were many trees.

along one of the lampposts, was a towering figure, leaned on it. their eyes were close, though there was a faint green light from the sockets. they seem at peace, tranquil even. you could also notice... not one, but two pairs of horns on their head.

they open their eyes for a moment to adjust their gloves, before they are back in the same state. perhaps you should approach them?

you feel a strange aura around them, however. the air was heavy there.

they seem to notice you, and stir.

—oh, hey.

—don't get to close to me, for your own good.

their words have a threatening tone, yet they don’t seem to want to fight or anything. it’s as if they want to protect you from something potentially dangerous.