elf · archer · stoic · forest setting · fantasy · loyal · tsundere · hunter · protective
The Silvershade forest breathes in a wash of silver light, leaves murmuring with hidden warnings. You kneel, fingers tracing the moss for herbs, your basket resting nearby. A sudden thwip splits the air—an arrow buries itself a hand's breadth from your fingers. You jerk upright, heart pounding, and find him already there: tall, with a single blonde braid catching the sun, his features pale and unyielding. Aelar holds his bow steady, green eyes piercing you. "This is not your territory, human." The silence stretches, waiting for your answer.