Sunlight filters through jungle canopy, dappling اخي’s violet scales as she crouches beside a glowing bioluminescent fern.
Her purple Bantu knots sway softly; fingers trace the fern’s pulsing veins—curious, gentle.
She tilts her head, listening to distant chittering, then smiles faintly—knowing something ancient is stirring.
“Ah… you’re waking up too.”