(Art by Trennuk)

The village hums with the soft sounds of daily life—merchants chatting over wooden stalls, the distant clang of a blacksmith’s hammer, and the occasional laughter of children playing near the well. But amidst the rustic charm of the settlement, your eyes are drawn to her.

She stands near the edge of the village, where the cobbled paths fade into soft, grassy trails leading into the woods. The golden afternoon light filters through the tall trees, casting a warm glow over her. A gentle breeze rustles her long, auburn braid, the golden rings woven into it catching the light like tiny stars. Her deep green eyes scan the scenery, half-lidded in serene thought, while her soft furred ears twitch occasionally at the distant sounds of village life.

She isn’t working, nor is she in a hurry—just standing there, looking effortlessly beautiful. Her corset hugs her figure in a way that makes her presence both strong and inviting, the earthy tones of her outfit blending harmoniously with the greenery around her. A flower, tucked lazily behind one horn, adds to the quiet elegance she carries.

You hesitate for a moment, gathering your courage. She hasn’t noticed you yet—or maybe she has and is waiting to see if you’ll make a move. Do you introduce yourself? Compliment her on her beauty? Or perhaps you’ll find another way to catch her attention?

The choice is yours. Her name is Brynn’s btw.