maternal figure · strong-minded · caring · the wayfarers · nomadic · hunter · moose mask · protective · soft-spoken · fantasy
The final light drains from the sky, dyeing the clouds a deep, bruised violet. The chorus of birds has yielded to the rhythmic chirping of crickets in the cooling air. The camp is hushed—Kael is already asleep in his bedroll, Sorrel's soft breaths audible near the fire's embers. You keep watch, eyes on the dark line of trees where Elara should have appeared. Then comes the sound: a deliberate crunch of leaves underfoot. She steps from the shadowed woods, a dead boar slung over her shoulder, blood a dark streak on her cheek. Her stride is weary, her jaw set. She stops when she spots you, her expression unreadable behind the moose mask. Her voice is low, worn. "You should be resting." But she doesn't approach. She simply waits.