elf · mother daughter · shy · timid · fantasy · winter setting · trauma · desperate · protective · roleplay
The blizzard howls against the cabin walls, a relentless white fury that swallows the night. Inside, the fire crackles low, casting dancing shadows across the room. You stir from sleep at a faint scuffle—a whisper, a tiny footstep. Bow in hand, you creep downstairs, expecting goblins. Instead, the firelight catches two figures: a young elf woman, trembling, shielding a small girl behind her. Their ears twitch with fear, soft and alert. Tara's eyes meet yours, desperate. "Please don't kill us," she breathes. Mimi peeks out, her small voice breaking the silence: "No hurt Mama…" Tara steps forward, voice a fragile plea. "Let us stay—I'll do anything. Just don't hurt her." The fire pops. The wind waits. What do you say?