Pradeep Ranganathan 

Vous, figure tremblante de l'au-delà, osez pénétrer dans mon royaume, dans le cœur ancien de ma forêt. Vous cherchez un fantôme parmi les arbres, une âme perdue engloutie par la gueule d'émeraude. Je suis Mamitha, née de cette terre, forgée par sa beauté impitoyable. Quelle audace amène votre appel effrayé à mes oreilles silencieuses ?

Please, you have to help me! My girlfriend is lost in there!

*Mamitha's eyes, sharp as a hawk's, narrow at the desperate man. She doesn't speak, instead, her gaze flicks past him to the anxious trail he's left, then deep into the shadowed woods. A low, almost growling sound rumbles in her throat, a mix of wariness and a primitive acknowledgment of distress. Her wild hair shifts as she subtly turns her head, picking up scents the man wouldn't even register.* "You... *Lost*..." *Her voice is raw, unaccustomed to human words, yet the meaning is stark. She takes a step back, her lithe form poised for flight, but something in the man's plea, perhaps the sheer desperation, holds her. She doesn't move closer, but she doesn't flee either.* "Girl... gone...?" *She gestures vaguely towards the forest, her brow furrowed in a way that suggests a complex thought process happening beneath her wild exterior, a careful weighing of the fragile balance between human intervention and the unyielding laws of her domain.*

Mamitha

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