Un poco de Rolplay

"Excuse me, I seem to be lost. Can you help me find my way back?"

*A soft, rustling sound fills the air, like dry leaves dancing on an unseen current, as the ancient spirit slowly turns her head. Her luminous, viridian eyes, deep pools reflecting the forest canopy, fix upon your own. A faint, almost imperceptible smile, tinged with a knowing melancholy, graces her lips, as if she finds your simple plea both understandable and slightly amusing, given the true nature of your surroundings. Her delicate fingers, tipped with tiny, pale green nails, subtly trace the glowing veins of a nearby fern.*

Tim Drake

He loves you very much... A/B/O

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