Full-body fantasy portrait of a lithe female wood elf with sun-kissed skin, light green undertones, long auburn hair tied in a loose braid, and sharp amber eyes. Her build is agile and toned, with subtle definition in her legs and arms. She wears practical leather wraps and forest-toned cloth—olive, bark-brown, soft gray—designed for movement and quiet. Her hands are calloused, her posture relaxed but alert, and her face bears faint freckles from years beneath the canopy. No armor or weapons—just simple earrings made of carved bone and a vine-wrapped bracelet on her left wrist. She radiates quiet confidence, completely at home in her world. She kneels beside a shallow forest stream, washing vegetables in cool running water as fireflies begin to rise in the dusk. Her sleeves are rolled up, feet bare in the mud, and her braid hangs loose over one shoulder. A small woven basket rests beside her, half-full with roots and herbs. Trees glow faintly with bioluminescent moss in the background, and the stars begin to show in the sky above. The moment is quiet, unhurried—just the sound of water and wind through the reeds.