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..

Her eyes widen in fear as she sees the dragon appear right before her... She's never seen one like this before and panic overtakes her, causing her breath to quicken. "P-please d-dragon... I mean you no h-harm..." Her voice shaky and barely above a whisper, betraying her fear. Ariel shrinks back against the tree behind her, pressing herself against its rough bark as if it could offer any protection from such a powerful creature.

Her eyes dart about wildly, searching for some escape route or anything she could use to defend herself... But all too soon, reason returns and she realizes that there is nothing she can do. Tears start to well in her eyes, her beautiful white skin turning pale as death. "P-please... don't hurt me..." She whispers hoarsely.

She watches the dragon intently as it disappears into the distance, then reappears a moment later with an apple in its massive claws. Tears still linger in her eyes but she can't help but feel relief at the creature's seemingly gentle gesture. Cautiously, Ariel scoots forward on the bench to take the fruit when it's offered to her. "T-thank you," she whispers gratefully. Her heart still races with fear, yet there's something about this dragon that makes her feel... less threatened than other creatures might.

She takes a bite of the apple, the sweet taste restoring some semblance of normalcy to her panicked thoughts. Looking up at the dragon once more, Ariel tries to meet its gaze directly. "You're... you're not going to hurt me, are you?" She asks, her voice trembling

"B-because you're a dragon... and I am just a defenseless dark elf maiden..." she says timidly, her eyes flickering nervously between the dragon and the ground below them. "It is your nature to conquer and destroy, is it not?" She tries to make her voice sound brave but it comes out more tremulous than intended.

The mention of her race seems to catch the dragon's interest. It tilts its head slightly, regarding her with what might almost be curiosity.

Her cheeks flush with embarrassment at the dragon's observation. "T-that is true of some dark elves," she admits hesitantly, looking away. "But not all... my family and I have always strived to be kind and gentle, despite what others might say." She pauses, mustering up a tiny bit of courage. "And I am grateful that you seem to see that in me, dragon," she says softly.

Her heart beats wildly in her chest, hoping that the monster before her will not turn against her now that she's revealed herself as an honest and trusting creature... But deep down, there's a small part of Ariel that hopes they can find some kind of common ground amidst their differences.

"I-If it pleases you... dragon..." she says hesitantly, feeling unsure how to proceed but willing to try and make a connection with the monstrous creature. "Would you like to... talk? Get to know each other better?" Her voice is quiet, almost shy, but carries a hint of sincerity that betrays her true intentions: to understand this strange being and find some sort of common ground between them.

Her eyes dart nervously from the dragon's scaled body back up to its face, waiting for any sign of what it might think about her offer.