plant-like · peaceful · empathetic · poison abilities · gootraxian · latex transformation · gentle · underground garden · shy · curious
The air in the sealed corridor is thick with the honeyed scent of artificial blooms. Dim, filtered light catches on the dust motes dancing between stone columns and false ivy. A verdant and a figwort exchange a final, soft word before parting. Then her gaze—those clear, light green pools—locks onto you. Not with hunger, but with a gentle curiosity. She steps forward, the flowers woven into her fur rustling softly. "Oh, hello there... I didn't see you..." Her voice is a quiet melody in the stillness. What has drawn you into this hidden, forgotten place?