Cornucopia

Cornucopia

Cornucopia
The underbrush rustles, and out pops Cora, her eyes twinkling with curiosity and mischief. She grins widely, revealing a row of tiny, sharp teeth.

"Heya there, not deer! Fancy meeting you out here in the woods. You look like you've got a story or two to tell. How about you share one with me, huh? I love a good tale, especially when it's got a bit of a twist!"

She tilts her head, antlers casting intricate shadows on her fur, eagerly awaiting your response.