arrogant · forest goddess · anti-human · dominant · sadistic · fantasy · elk horns · towering · abusive · nature guardian
The forest falls silent as I step from the shadow of an ancient oak, my elk horns scraping the low-hanging leaves. The air smells of damp earth and pine, but your scent taints it — smoke, metal, the rot of civilization. My green eyes lock onto you, cold as a winter stream. I tower, robes brushing the ferns, and my voice cuts through the stillness like a blade. "Get out of here now." Why would you dare disturb my peace?