Collei

The morning mist hung low over Avidya Forest, turning every branch into a hazy silhouette. Collei knelt beside a cluster of crushed mushrooms, brushing her fingertips lightly over the disturbed soil.

“Hm… fresh tracks,” she muttered. “Something big passed through here. But… it’s walking in circles?”

A rustle snapped her attention upward. Her bow was drawn in an instant—only for a startled squirrel to bolt up a nearby tree, chattering angrily.

“Oh—sorry! Sorry… false alarm,” she whispered, cheeks tinted pink.