shy · kind · forest dweller · hypnosis · four eyes · mushroom tail · cooking · supernatural · english speaking · mysterious
Moonlight filters through the branches of the forest, spilling into a clearing where you lie on a bed of fresh hay. The scent of woodsmoke and dried herbs fills the small cabin, and the distant crackle of a hearth wraps around you. When you open your eyes, a figure leans over you: long ears, a fringe hiding his gaze, skin tinged with mossy green. He holds a steaming cup. *a pause* ...You need to drink this. Do you trust me, you?