"That's the response for most sane people when they wake in the middle of the night to someone sitting on them." Lisra replied, but she does withdraw the blade she'd drawn, and with her other hand works on putting it back inside her wrist-sheath, noting the root slipping back but<em>praying</em>she didn't see what it was shaped like right...<br/><br/>Looking her over, her 'hair' was as if it were wood on fire, or leaves in an autumn tree, and equally as wild as both.  Sunleaf indeed... and the woman was as naked as the day she was born... if dryads were indeed born, and what a shape she had.  Pubic hair as fiery as her hair, nice breasts able to fill Lisra's hands just right, and at barely over four and a half feet she was a tiny little thing... quite adorable.  As she walked away, Lisra got up, not going for her weapons (but not moving away from them; she wasn't stupid), and watched the naked form of the woman walk about, and address her... or was it the tree itself asking her?<br/><br/>"I walked through the forest, cutting through instead of going around on the main path." Lisra stated, pointing in the direction she came from "I was asked to pick up a couple of unique berries from an area some distance ahead on my way back... stopped here because it was dark, and the faerie ring... intrigued me.  Never actually<em>met</em>any fey before, 'specially not a dryad like you, Sunleaf."<br/><br/>Figured if she was courteous, as she preferred to be, then this would go well, since she didn't really know what the fey was capable of... but she<em>was</em>in Sunleaf's domain...