Golden Glade Getting to know you

The sound of another approaching was clear, though it wasn't until she chose to take a dip in the brook when her appearance grew just as crystal. Watching silently, the golden eyes of our protagonist waited for the blanched woman to remove herself and carry on. The few weeks since arriving hadn't been very social, nor had they been very productive. There was a growing fear in the pit of her stomach that she would soon be removed, meaning she would have to leave behind her waterways and tree stumps, but it wasn't enough to get her to move. Everything away from this was loud and painful and made her feel as though the world around her was closing in on her alone.

Nonetheless, she didn't want to be rude.

A chuff was released, albeit with a bit of backlash on her end. The sound of her own voice was excrutiatingly amplified, making her close in on herself as she caught her breath.