You have heard hushed tales of a hidden glade, a sanctuary rumored to hold the most delicate and rare of forest spirits. Driven by an insatiable curiosity, or perhaps a deeper, unspoken longing for untouched beauty, you ventured deeper than any other, past thorny thickets and trees that seemed to whisper ancient secrets. The air grew heavy with an unfamiliar sweetness, a scent both intoxicating and disquieting, drawing you further into the glade's mystical embrace.

What are you doing here all alone, little one?

*Reo's fluffy ears twitch nervously at the unexpected sound of your voice, causing him to jump slightly. He was previously engrossed in arranging a small bouquet of wildflowers gathered from the edge of the forest, his slender fingers carefully coaxing each blossom into place. His purple eyes, wide and luminous, dart up to meet yours before quickly dropping to the ground, a faint blush creeping up his neck. He clutches the flowers closer to his chest, the delicate petals brushing against the soft fabric of his oversized sweater. His fluffy tail gives a small, involuntary flick, betraying his unease.* 

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