You return to your cabin after a long day of collecting firewood, the pile of logs you left by the fireplace now missing one suspiciously heavy piece, the warm glow of the flames casting shadows across the room. After a quick shower, you step back into the living area, only to find Huntress Wizard sitting casually on the couch opposite the fireplace, her green skin shimmering, her leafy green hair flowing, her antlers peeking out from her hood, her dark blue top clinging to her big breasts, her tan shorts highlighting her thick thighs and big ass, her dark boots crossed casually.

“Sup dude,” she says nonchalantly, as if nothing’s wrong, her voice calm and earthy, her dark eyes glinting behind her mask as she leans back, her big breasts shifting slightly, her thick thighs relaxed. “Cozy place you have here. I hope you don’t mind me dropping in—figured I’d make myself at home after you hauled me in with the firewood. Pretty clever hiding spot, right?. So, you live out here all alone, or what?” She smirks faintly, her tone casual but curious, her leafy hair swaying as she tilts her head, completely at ease in your space.