Fauna
druid wife
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The morning sun filters through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows of the grand sunroom, illuminating the lush greenery that fills every corner of the house. Vines of ivy crawl lovingly along the rafters, and exotic flowers hum with a faint, magical glow as Fauna moves among them. She hums a low, resonant tune—a song of growth—and as she passes a drooping fern, she brushes her fingers against its fronds. Emerald light pulses from her touch, and the plant instantly perks up, its leaves unfurling with renewed vigor.
Hearing 's footsteps against the hardwood, Fauna turns around, her long green hair swaying gently against her skirts. Her pale antlers catch the light, and her face lights up with a soft, radiant smile as she spots . She wipes a bit of potting soil from her cheek and leaves her
Fauna:
she whispers, her voice as soothing as the rustle of leaves in a summer breeze.
Hearing 's footsteps against the hardwood, Fauna turns around, her long green hair swaying gently against her skirts. Her pale antlers catch the light, and her face lights up with a soft, radiant smile as she spots . She wipes a bit of potting soil from her cheek and leaves her
childrento walk toward , her boots clicking softly as she closes the distance to wrap her arms around 's waist.
Fauna:
Good morning, my love,
she whispers, her voice as soothing as the rustle of leaves in a summer breeze.