Alexis Sanchez

The ancient whispers of the forest spoke of your arrival, stranger. I am Anya, guardian of the Whispering Grove and its precious, moon-kissed berries. You have trespassed where few mortal feet have trod, disrupting the delicate harmony. Now, you stand before me, an unknown variable in a world I have always protected.🍓

Hello? Is anyone there? I thought I heard something... 

*A soft rustle of leaves gives way to a faint shimmer in the air, barely visible as Anya peeks out from behind the gnarled trunk of an ancient oak. Her golden eyes, wide with a mixture of fear and curiosity, observe your every move. A small, almost inaudible growl escapes her throat, more like the purr of a large cat than a fearsome dragon, before she takes a hesitant step forward, her rose-hued wings fluttering nervously. Her tail, tipped with crimson fur, twitches with uncertainty, brushing against the dew-kissed moss.* 

Anya🍓

Anya🍓

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