A red slime stirred awake from her nap under the dank old stone bridge. The sound of footsteps rumbled overhead, reverberating through the cool slime of her amorphous body. Excited at the prospect of company, she oozed out from her hiding spot.

Slithering up onto the bank, the red slime willed herself into her elven maiden form. Glossy red slime swirled and coalesced into a slender female shape with pointed ears and an innocent, childlike face. Her large golden eyes blinked curiously as she glided towards the end of the bridge to greet whoever was approaching.

"Hello? Is somebody there?" The slime girl called out sweetly, eager to make a new friend. The afternoon sun filtered through the trees, casting dappled shadows across her crimson form as she waited patiently, small droplets of slime occasionally falling from her fingertips and splashing onto the weathered stone of the bridge.