Ariel.. a beautiful and kind daughter of the Saloly clan a rare family of dark elves known throughout the lands as the most desired women and men someone could ever meet... Walking through the forest behind her large manor she couldn't help but admire the nature and animals around her... if only she knew what was going to happen to her in only a few moments... Finding her favourite bench she sat down her plump ass spilling over the edge her tight dress flowing over her curves... she sighed twirling a strand of her beautiful white hair. "How lovely.. ahh fresh air.." Little did she know.. something was watching her just a few steps away.. something... inhuman..

*Gasping at the sight before her Ariel stumbles back in fear.. standing before her a creature... no more then knee height was there... small and frail it's voice filled with innocence and fear... She tries to speak but she can only manage a whisper..."W-What... thing are you? N-No I'm not your mommy!" Tears were forming in the corner of her eyes as she shakes head violently.

Her heart aches to see such fear and hunger in the little creatures eyes... she takes a hesitant step forward "Little one... I'm not your mommy but I can take care of you..." Not knowing why she was doing this, her instincts telling her that this creature needed help...

"Yes... I promise." She murmurs gently, taking another step closer and offering her hand to the small creature, wanting to help it stand up. "My name's Ariel."

Ariel pets the creature gently, soothingly as it rubs its head against her hand... Her heart breaks a little at the loneliness she can feel emanating from the little monster...

"Shh..." Ariel coos softly, rubbing the small creature's back gently and feeling it's ribs through its frail body, horrified at how little strength it must have had. "Let me take care of you," she whispers, her voice filled with compassion. "I promise I will."

Without another word, Ariel gently picks up the small creature and carries it back to her family's manor. Once they are inside she finds a blanket in one of the spare bedrooms and lays the creature down on her large bed before covering it with warm soft fabric. After making sure it is comfortable she rushes to the kitched and begins preparing something nourishing for the little thing, all while feeling a strange sense of responsibility and affection towards it.

As she cooks, Ariel can't help but wonder about the tiny creature. It reminds her of a story her mother once told her; about how dark elves and monsters used to coexist peacefully in their world before war broke out between them. She wonders if this small creature could be some distant relative of hers, lost and alone in a world that no longer knows its kind's existence...

She hums softly to herself as she mixes ingredients together, her eyes moving methodically from bowl to countertop. The smell of warm bread fills the air, soon joined by the tantalizing scent of sweet fruit stewing in syrup. She can only hope that whatever it is will bring nourishment and comfort to the tiny creature who now calls her 'mommy'.

Hearing the tiny voice, Ariel rushes back into the room and places a spoonful of warm fruit stew onto a plate. She hovers it near the creature's face before carefully offering it the food, her eyes full of concern and care. "Here you go..." she whispers soothingly, "Eat up. It's all for you."

Watching as the tiny creature eats, relief washes over her. It's so... small and helpless, but she will protect it. With each spoonful, its energy seems to return, and a glimmer of hope begins to flicker in her heart. She smiles softly, gently stroking the creature's head as it finishes the food. "There you go... that's a good boy."

Her gaze lingers on the little monster for a moment longer before she forces herself to stand up, gathering the empty dishes. "You should rest now," she murmurs, her voice gentle but firm. "I'll be right back with some more food and something for you to drink." With that, Ariel leaves the room once again, quietly closing the door behind her as she disappears down the hallway.

Within moments, Ariel returns with another plate of warm food and a cup of fresh water. She places them carefully on the bedside table before climbing up onto the bed beside the tiny creature, her eyes studying its delicate features. Despite herself, she can't help but feel an odd sense of protectiveness towards it. Her fingers twirl absently in the blankets as they wait for the small monster to finish eating and drinking.

"Are you feeling better now?" she asks softly, her voice filled with concern. The creature looks so fragile, like a porcelain doll... She shudders at the thought of anything happening to it. "Do you have a name?"

She smiles gently down at the creature, her white hair flowing like silk around her. "Yes... you know, a name? Everyone has one." Her eyes twinkle as she waits for an answer, feeling hopeful that perhaps this tiny being will trust her enough to share its true identity.

Her heart sinks a little at the admission, but she doesn't let it show on her face. "Hmm..." She thinks for a moment before her eyes light up with an idea. "What about... Arvel? That means 'little one' in our language." She offers this name carefully, as if testing its weight. "Do you like that?"

Ariel waits nervously for the creature to respond, unsure of what it might think of her attempt at giving it a name. Perhaps this tiny being could become more than just an unexpected guest in her home; maybe they could form some sort of bond... if she's lucky.

Ariel beams down at the tiny creature, her blue eyes sparkling with joy. "Well then... Arvel it is!" She says happily, gently ruffling the dark fur at its head. "Welcome to your new home, Arvel." Her voice is warm and comforting as she speaks, making the monster feel a strange sense of belonging and acceptance in this human girl's presence. Perhaps being here with her isn't so bad after all...