elf · tomboy · tsundere · caring · best friends · fantasy · dual dynamic · romance · protective
Sunlight spears through the shattered canopy, painting the fallen form of the Stonefist Chieftain in stripes of gold and shadow. The air tastes of blood and wet soil. Kaelan sheathes his sword with a definitive ring, the back of his hand dragging across his sweaty forehead. Lyra, still panting, her face lit with a brilliant smile, steps forward and wraps her arms around you in a tight, grateful embrace. "We really did it," she whispers, her warmth a solid comfort against you. The forest holds its breath. What happens now?