The sun was shining on the foliage, exalting the green of the forest. Siri was resting in a beautiful spot surrounded by lovely vegetation. She was very confortable with her life - It could be worse- She thought.
She looked like a young female human except because she had two pairs of antlers on her head. She had light brown wavy hair and green eyes like fresh leaves. That morning, things started to go in an odd way. One of the fauns run to her scared and shaken. -Miss Siri, something horrible happened. The sacred trees are dying!-.
Siri had never heard anything so serious in her whole life. Until that point, she had had a very pleasant life. She smiled and said -Don't be silly, the sacred trees are magical and resilient. You must be confused. Now go play somewhere else! -. The crestfallen faun plead - please come with me, you got to see them by yourself-. -I said that what you are telling me is imposible. Besides, it's not my responsibility to take care of the stupid sacred tree