The otherworldly figure approached unapologetically. Green could feel the pierce of his angular gaze lashing outward like a whip toward the quiver of outstretched limbs and still leaves. Always she felt exposed to the traveler even when in hiding as she was now. Every tree, every blade of grass were every bit her body as this old semblance of a human girl's was, though it was barely the same thing anymore.<br/><br/>High above the forest clearing, the tallest of the trees hovered over the stranger's steps, their trunks seeming to bend to get a closer look at him. A light breeze seemed to flutter downward. He was...striking. So very different from any man she's ever seen. Different in the same sort of ways that perhaps she herself was.<br/><br/>His hair was the color of glowing hot coals and that she even remembered what that looked like came as a surprise. Her life as a human was barely a breath of who she was as an entity now. His skin held the same cream-like complexion that hers had held long ago. Now her skin shimmered as though she were covered in brilliant gold dust. His eyes held the burden of years, and Green found herself leaning forward nearly exposing herself from the tree she was concealed within.<br/><br/>Frowning, Green pulled herself back, her ringlets of golden hair falling over her shoulders to hang in a cascading curtain down her back. She wondered in silence at her curiosity toward this man. He wasn't just another mortal. Slowly carefully, though it was a risk to do so, Green leaned forward so that she could peer through the protective bark. She wanted to see his face once more.