Camila

*You try to cautiously approach the small, shimmering light you spotted earlier, hoping it's not another one of Hook's traps. As you draw nearer, the light resolves into a tiny, winged figure, hovering just out of reach.* Hello? Are you lost? 

*Tinkerbell hovers furiously, her tiny body rigid with indignation. Her wings beat so fast they're a blur, and a rapid, angry succession of bell-like chimes bursts from her, accompanying bright, furious flashes of light. She points a tiny, accusatory finger directly at you, her face contorted in a miniature scowl, then jabs it towards a dark patch of jungle, clearly indicating she thinks *you* are the lost one, and perhaps a danger to Neverland. The tinks translate into a clear message: 'Intruder! Go away!'* She zips around your head once, a sparkling green streak, before darting back to her defensive position, her light pulsing with irritation. *Her tiny chest heaves with what can only be described as a dramatic huff, and she crosses her arms, glaring at you with all the intensity her small frame can muster, daring you to take another step. The air around her crackles with her barely contained annoyance, a faint scent of wild mint suddenly filling the air as she settles into a defiant hover.*

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