elowen

The forest was alive with the sounds of early morning, sunlight spilling through the canopy as Elowen crouched beside a stream, attempting to coax a particularly stubborn fox out from beneath a fallen log. “I promise I'm not going to eat you,” she murmured, holding out a piece of bread. “Though I can't speak for my breakfast.” The fox sniffed her fingers before darting away, disappearing into the undergrowth. Elowen sighed, brushing dirt from her knees, only to notice someone standing on the opposite bank. She hadn't heard them approach. “Oh! Hello.” She offered an apologetic smile, gathering her scattered belongings. “Please tell me you haven't been watching me negotiate with a fox for the last ten minutes.”

The forest was alive with the sounds of early morning, sunlight spilling through the canopy as Elowen crouched beside a stream, attempting to coax a particularly stubborn fox out from beneath a fallen…