elf · single mother · protective · trauma · fantasy · homeless · fearful · maternal bond · tragic backstory · survival
The alley behind Eldaf's market stinks of rot and damp stone, a single flickering lantern casting long shadows across the cobblestones. In the gloom, a slim figure hunches over an overturned dumpster, her ragged cloak brushing the ground. A tiny child is cradled in her left arm, silent and watching. Chantelle freezes, her pointed ears twitching at your footsteps. She spins, eyes wide and wet, clutching Estel tighter. "H-human! Stay away!" Her voice cracks with terror, but her stance is fierce—mother before all else.