No Trespassers Allowed! [OPEN]

She lowered herself into a defensive crouch, stepping off of the self-made path she had drawn in her mind. Whatever it was that she heard was going somewhere it had no business going. Probably.    Eliza really had no idea if how she was reacting was justified or not, but she was feeling remarkably paranoid and nervous about what was to come. The barrier coming down could surely only spell trouble for her people, unleashing Rae only knows what onto their homes, their world. Their world. This place belonged to them, not these strangers.    She held her bow tightly in her hand and started in a nearly silent sprint once again, this time directed towards the sounds. She saw a large figure, much larger than the short and dainty fae folk she was used to being around, and she swallowed hard. Her nerves had to be suppressed at that moment, had to be stifled. She had to find out what this person wanted from her forest.    Eliza flew to the top of a large rock just ahead of the man, her wings extended and vibrating with agitation, her bow drawn with an arrow aimed in his direction. Her sharp eyes locked on the axe at his hip, and her lip feathered, as her arrow was drawn back just slightly further. “Drop your weapon,” she commanded instantly. Are Eliza In the midst of our lives, we must find the magic that makes our souls soar