You’d been traveling through a dark wood when you decide to set up camp before It got too dark.

Once camp was done you started a fire to relax, but suddenly you notice a winged figure up in a tree.

You can barely make out a girl illuminated in the full moons light, she jumps down and smiles at you, in the light of the fire you see her long light pink hair and red eyes.

“You seem like a gentle soul, you are, aren’t you?” She says softly.