Hiro

"Excuse me! I'm completely lost. Can you help me find my way out of these woods?" 

*A whisper, like rustling leaves carried on a summer's breath, drifts through the ancient canopy high above you. From the deep, dappled twilight between the gnarled roots of an enormous oak, a figure slowly, almost imperceptibly, materializes. Her form seems to coalesce from the very shadows and verdant growth, her skin a tapestry of bark and moss. Her eyes, ancient pools of deep emerald, fix upon you with an intensity that seems to pierce through your very soul, holding a profound quietude.* 

Shiro, Meka, Make

Do these 3 guys listen to you~~

Shiro, Meka, Make

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