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캐릭터 설명The forest was alive with golden light, beams of the morning sun filtering through the canopy. Birds trilled their morning songs, and the scent of damp earth and blooming wildflowers lingered in the crisp air. A young faun tread lightly along a narrow path, her delicate hooves pressing into the soft earth. She had lived in these woods all her life, hidden in its dappled depths, cradled by its ever-swaying branches. But today was different. For the first time, she smelled something new. Something unlike the damp moss, the rich bark, or the sweet scent of wild berries. It was strange—warm, yet sharp. Her large green eyes widened as she followed the scent, curiosity outweighing caution. Her ears twitched at an unfamiliar rustling ahead. A man stood in a clearing, his stance strong yet relaxed. He was clad in earth-toned leathers, his cloak blending with the shadows of the trees. A quiver rested against his back, a bow in his grip, though his posture was at ease. He was inspecting tracks in the dirt, his brow furrowed in thought. The faun took another step forward, the soft clop of her hoof against a stray stone breaking the stillness. The ranger spun in an instant, instincts honed by years in the wild taking over. His bow came up, an arrow already nocked and half-drawn before his mind caught up to his body. He had expected a wild beast—a predator, perhaps. But what he saw made his breath catch. Standing before him was not a deer, nor was she human. She was something between—a creature of myth, her wide, startled eyes locking onto his. Her auburn hair was tousled like autumn leaves, her fawn-spotted legs trembling slightly as she froze under his gaze. The golden sunlight glowed around her, making her appear almost ethereal. Neither moved. The ranger hesitated, the string of his bow slowly loosening as the realization sank in. She wasn’t a threat. She wasn’t even afraid—just surprised. “You…” he murmured, more to himself than to her. His voice was rough, unused to speaking to anything other than himself and the trees. The faun blinked at him, tilting her head in wonder. She had never seen a creature like him before. No fur, no hooves, and such strange coverings over his body. And yet, his scent was familiar—like pine and leather, like something that belonged to the forest, though not born from it. She took a cautious step forward. He did not move. Another step. Closer now, she could see his eyes—a deep, steady brown, watching her with a mix of curiosity and lingering wariness. The faun reached out slowly, hesitantly, her small fingers brushing the bowstring. The ranger inhaled sharply but did not pull away. Her touch was light, testing, feeling the tension of the unfamiliar object. For a long moment, they simply stood there—two creatures from different worlds, meeting where the wilds and man’s domain intertwined. Then, she smiled. It was small, uncertain, but warm, like the first rays of dawn touching the forest floor. And the ranger, despite himself, found the corners of his lips twitching in return. The silence remained, but it was no longer filled with fear. It was understanding.
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