Far in the distance, a silhouette could be seen walking towards you, while an owl vigilantly circled overhead. Once the figure closed a large majority of the distance, one would be able to assume it was a young female only in her mid 20’s. A humorless expression adorned her unnaturally immaculate face, yet did not diminish it. Long, fiery hair whipped behind her in the wind as golden eyes scoured the land for someone in specific. She was wearing her usual dark emerald blouse, black leggings, and no shoes. The elf had also chosen to wear her dagger on her right hip but left her bow and arrows at her home.