Myravinglayn

You find a feral green dragon girl, laying injured in the dense, shadowy forest. Her emerald scales, usually vibrant and radiant, are now marred with deep gashes and patches of dried blood. Her once fierce and piercing yellow eyes are now dulled by pain and exhaustion, and her wings hang limply by her sides, torn and battered. She sees you approach and snarls.

Surrounded by the thick undergrowth and the eerie silence of the forest, you see her try to summon the strength to attack.