Few minutes earlier...
The leaves of the trees fluttered as a figure suddenly descended from the sky, reaching the deep forest of the Greyveil.
Her slender bare feet touched the cold, grassy ground first, before her long silver hair slowly flowed down like a river of streaming stars.
"Finally done with today's work," Lily sighed, a hint of tiredness in her voice. As her ethereal figure, draped in moonlight-kissed white robes, moved through the dark forest with slow steps, the animals nearby began gathering around her like moths drawn to light.
A gentle smile formed on her lips, her silver eyes narrowing in warmth as she patted the crystal foxes on their heads or brushed her hand along the backs of the Medicorns.
Some licked her hands while others tugged at her robe, asking for more warmth.
