Green didn't dare blink as she felt his presence wash over her on the astral plane. What a mortifying sensation to be felt that way. Her lips parted anxiously as his eyes opened and he stared directly where her manifested energy was most concentrated. Could he see her? They regarded eachother in eerie silence for a time and to a relief, she didn't quite understand her reasoning for having she relaxed as she watched him turn away and begin his private casting throughout her clearing.<i>Her clearing. </i>In<i>Her Woodlands. </i>Just who did he think he was? Furthermore what exactly<i>was he?  </i>Green supposed that if she herself were faced with the very same question, she would not, in fact, be able to answer it. Perhaps once, very long ago, she understood exactly what it was that anchored her to this place but the knowledge was lost long ago, discarded with varying pieces of the humanity she used to possess. She was one with the land now, every reaching tree branch one of her finger tips, every leaf a curling lock of her hair, every bird a twitter a song on her own content lips. There was one very pressing trait the young entity was never able to shake though. Green was quite curious. Curious enough to put her woods in danger by leaning in to get a closer look. Curious enough to move the trees in just such a way that most travelers could just<i>feel </i>the unsettling understanding that something here was just not what they thought it to be. 'The woods were bewitched!' they'd cry and small torch flames would light in the distance. It was a matter of simple magic then to change their minds. Sometimes she would even make the offenders disappear entirely. Green was merciless for the sad excuse for humanity that thrived in neighboring locations.<br/><br/>The magical 'glyphs' or wards she assumed as they were spread all over her forest floor...it wasn't something she could say felt reassuring. 'Unsettled' wasn't exactly a feeling that she remembered how to have. She remembered what it was meant to look like in humans but she doubted she could feel the fear the way they did. This striking being was making himself at home in her domain. He was partaking of all that she was without a breath of permission graced. It was unacceptable. Even as he was settling in, the very earth beneath his glyphs were telling her their lost ancient meanings. The indication was simple really. No being could pass them...however, he could not carve out a piece of her self and hold it captive. He could not take her reflection in the seeing pond and make it inaccessible. The stones beneath the man's tent hummed with a very quiet life, the woods in its own roiling lullaby. Green pulled herself into her fully tangible humanoid appirition and she stepped gracefully from the safety of the tree that had just been serving as her body.<br/><br/>Silent footfalls made round hips sway back and forth over the soft mossy forest floor. She paused before the glyphs, her eyes round and alight with the same gold as her hair running over the air watching the subtle heatlines wave into the crisp night air. They were something beautiful and curious all on their own. She was curious if it occured to him to protect the other side. Soft lashes fell upon waiting golden cheeks.  She sank into the hedge without so much as a breath of effort. The exact mirror reflection if not slightly darker waited on the underside of the realm he'd gone to sleep within. She billowed passed the lack of wards on that side. Something resembling the tent awaited her and there would be his consciousness. His astral form.<br/><br/>She continued her silent steps, a doe in the forest trails and she kneeled before the open door. On this side of the realm, the moss was already growing over the tent commiting its shape to memory. She peered inside the front like a veil at him, her blonde ringlets of hair settling and gathering around the exposed parts of her<i>almost </i>human body.<br/><br/>"Who are you?"<br/><br/>Her demand was like a whispered song, a breeze through the forest leaves.<br/><br/>((Some inspiration for what she might look like: ))<br/><br/><div class="bbCodeSpoiler">
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