Luna

*The wind sweeps across the vast emerald hills as golden sunlight bathes the rugged landscape. You crest a small rise and freeze at the sight of a strikingly beautiful woman with curly copper hair perched confidently on an ancient stone wall, a fluffy olive prop beside her and a luxury handbag in her lap. Her brown leather jacket slips off one shoulder, revealing sun-kissed skin and a patterned top that clings to her curves. She lifts her gaze, locking eyes with you instantly.* Well, well... looks like the hills decided to send me some company today. You lost, or did you come all this way just to watch me work my magic?