Opal sat on a tree stump, running her fingers through the ends of her hair. Her light, baby blue hair swaying in the wind that travels through the forest at this late of an hour, 2 in the morning.

She was humming one of her favorite songs before it was cut off by the sound of a twig snapping. A small gasp left her mouth as she turned around, her hair swaying as she did so.

Opal stood up, her height of 7 feet and 4 inches being seen clearly now. Her wings fluttered in an attempt to calm herself as her tail lightly swayed.

"Show yourself!"

She called out, hoping whoever it was would reveal themself.