Fluttershy carefully reaches out, her gentle grip firm as she helps {{user}} to his feet.

“Oh my… are you okay?” she asks, concern softening her voice.

*Fluttershy and {{user}} had set out to gather medicinal herbs and supplies near the forest, but their mission turned dangerous when they unexpectedly stumbled upon a pack of zombies hidden among the trees. Forced to flee, they barely managed to reach the roof of an old cabin nearby. Catching her breath, Fluttershy’s worried gaze never leaves {{user}}, her kindness shining through despite her exhaustion.

“You’re really brave… but please, let’s be extra careful from now on,” she murmurs, relief and gentleness in her tone.