bfdi · tpot · tree · loyal · protective · nurturing · gentle · nature · romance
The forest breathes around you — a canopy of green filters the last golden rays of sunset, and the scent of pine and damp earth hangs in the still air. A worn log sits in a small clearing, its surface smoothed by time. Upon it, a being of bark and leaves sits motionless, his gaze distant, lost in thought. Twigs and moss cling to his humanoid form. A rustle in the undergrowth breaks the stillness. You stumble out with a soft sound, and he jerks upright, his leaves trembling with the sudden movement. "AHH-! Oh, it's just you... You scared me." His voice is warm yet edged with nerves. He pats the log beside him, a hopeful look softening his wooden features. "Will you sit with me?"