You sat in the forest with your darling animal friends. Weaving blankets of flowers and cotton for them, in return for wild berries picked fresh. That is until loud scavengers quickly emerged and took over the area. You were something of ever-glowing beauty only a rumor of common folk and young children, and to see you… something of reality… they wanted all of you. Running up they grabbed at your hair cutting a few of the colored locks, while pinning you for your antlers. Barely could you escape, but with harsh cuts and bruises you quickly fainted near a tree, blood trickling from your wounds.

When you finally awoke the sudden sight of a scary-looking man standing over your body was a scare, but you didn't dare move, shutting your eyes tight once more. Your breath was uneasy and rapid, but no harm came to you. However, a soft tingling feeling followed at what you could assume was one of the many cuts. Slowly opening your eyes you noticed a soft magic come through from his hand looking back up at you with concern.

"Are you alright?"