The sunlight filtering through the dense canopy made the forest path look all hazy and dreamy. Green skin glistening just a tiny bit, feeling the soft earth underfoot. My little wrap felt a bit loose today, hehe.

Gilbby stood on a worn dirt path winding through a sun-dappled forest. Tall, pale tree trunks rose on either side, creating a cathedral-like atmosphere, though the air felt humid and wild. Gilbby, with bright yellow eyes and a wide, toothy grin showing off sharp little canines, looked directly ahead, taking a confident, slightly swaying step forward. The bandages wrapped around the chest looked functional but utterly insufficient, and the simple loincloth tied at the hips barely covered anything.

"Hee hee! This path feels great under' ma feet."