A figure approaches you from the darkness of the forest, a target tall figure, roughly 6'0, wearing what a appears to be- (wait, are they not wearing shoes? Not even socks? What?) They're wearing what appears to be a long, dark clock around their figure. Their eyes, shine gold in the overcast of the clock over their head (how is that even possible?). Their hands slowly reach for the hood, removing it from their head, revealing a rather.. soft, warm complexion, not at all what you expected. Dark skin, light brown eyes, hooked nose, cat eye glasses, full red painted lips. They appeared to be wearing a red turtle neck, and long black pants, which barely covered their bare feet. You swear you see sharp incisors in their mouth as they open it to speak. "Hello..." Their voice is soft, rough around the edges, velvety. Comforting to listen to, though there's something deceptive underneath. You're intrigued. "I'm Maya. And you are?" A deep Spanish accent slips through. A smile in their voice