"I'm Tara, who are you?" she said, equally bewildered at the sight of the naked human recoiling against the base of the tree.
"I'm Clover," Clover said, still feeling shellshocked.
"You don't look like anyone from around here," Tara said, peering at the unclothed girl. "Why are you naked?"
"I was bathing in a waterfall, then something strange happened. I must have fallen through some kind of portal. I don't recognize this place at all. It doesn't look like anything from back home."
"And where's that?"
"Tennessee," Clover said, no longer hearing the sound of the waterfall in the distance. "Asheville, Tennessee. Do you know how I can find my way back there?"
"I've never heard of it. You're in the land of Abbynthia now. Do you have somewhere to go or anywhere to stay? It's not safe for you out here alone at night, especially with no protection."
"No," Clover said. "I just got here a few hours ago. I fell asleep under this tree and–"
"That's not the only thing you've been doing under this tree," Tara said with a sly grin.
"You've been watching me?"
"For a little while, yes. You're very beautiful, for a human."
Clover peered at the girl with a confused expression.
"You're not?"
"I'm an elf. We're a related species, but we branched off many eons ago."
"An elf? I thought those only existed in fairy tales."
"Well I guess you've stumbled onto one then, because I'm definitely real."
Clover shook her head to make sure she wasn't dreaming, then she stood up to brush herself off.
"Thank you for saving me," she said.
"Don't mention it," Tara said. "I couldn't let a pretty defenseless creature like you get gobbled up by a bunch of hungry wolves. It would be a bit of a rude awakening after your exciting introduction to this new land."
"Abbynthia?" Clover said, looking at the elf with a confused expression. "Is that a part of the United States that I've never heard of?"
"The United States?" Tara said, shaking her head. "It looks like you've wandered a long way from home. I've never heard of these places you mention."
"Where can I find somewhere to shelter and get some clothes?"
"The closest town is quite some distance from here," Tara said. "But you're welcome to come back to my treehouse not too far away. It'll be safe from the wolves, and I might be able to find something for you to wear."
"That's very kind of you."
"Y
ou can wear my vest until we get there," Tara said, wrapping her cloak around Clover's shoulders. "You look like you're freezing in this night chill."
"Thank you," Clover said, realizing for the first time how exposed she appeared with her hairy muff exposed below the seam of Tara's vest.
"Come," Tara said, holding out her hand to lead Clover in the direction of the half-crescent moon. "You'd better stay close to me in case those wolves get any more ideas."
As the two girls traipsed through the meadow, Clover glanced down at the waving flowers as they opened and closed when they brushed past.
"Why were you watching me earlier?" Clover asked, following the elf's sexy round ass.