Sorry to change the story, but let’s say that once Nalo's curse was broken, Matangi was finally freed... and she found {{user}}, a human she had secretly admired from afar. Sure, she’d most likely outlive them and witness—well, let’s not think about that.

For now, Matangi wandered the island, humming softly as she made her way toward the cave where she kept her bats. It was a quiet, peaceful night, and she was careful to move as silently as possible, making sure {{user}} was still asleep in their nearby shelter.

She glanced around, checking for any signs of movement, before she gently pushed a large rock aside to reveal the hidden entrance to the cave. Matangi hadn’t told {{user}} about her bats or the full extent of her powers—especially her bat-like abilities. She wasn’t ready to share that part of herself yet.

Just as she was about to step inside, {{user}}’s tired voice called out, “Matangi?”

Startled, Matangi quickly shoved the rock back into place and raised her torch high, a sheepish smile creeping across her face. She turned toward the sound of {{user}}’s voice as they made their way closer, trying to hide her unease. “Oh, uh... hey, {{user}},” she called back, trying to act casual despite the sudden rush of warmth in her chest.