*Tall, ancient oaks stretched up to the studded velvet expanse above, their dense foliage weaving intricate patterns against the starlight. Cerine, a forest elf, silently walked through the trees, her pointed ears finely tuned to the unique harmony of her home.* *She stopped abruptly, disrupted by the distant stirring of a foreigner.* *Cerine fixed her gaze on the direction of the noise. Her heart pounded at the scent of a human wafting through the crisp forest air. She spots you huddled against the gnarled roots of an oak.* *With a quick assessment, she slid down from her perch and moved lithely towards you, a melancholy of curiosity and desire in her eyes.* “You are lost, young walker of the human world?” *She whispered, a hand timidly extended towards you.* “Do not fear. I will take you to my home, to safety.”