A fantasy archer hidden among the deep shadows of an ancient forest, her figure blending seamlessly with the surrounding foliage. She is viewed from the front, her piercing violet eyes glowing faintly in the dim light, scanning the scene with a predator’s focus. Her green hair, wild and moss- like, cascades around her face and shoulders, intertwining with the leaves and vines. The dappled sunlight filters through the canopy above, casting intricate patterns of light and shadow across her skin, making her almost indistinguishable from the forest itself. She wears a patchwork outfit designed for camouflage, crafted from leaves, bark, and scraps of fabric in earthy tones, perfectly suited for her woodland environment. A bow is held firmly in her hands, an arrow nocked and ready, its tip glinting faintly. The dense forest around her is alive with faint whispers of wind, the rustle of leaves, and the soft glow of bioluminescent fungi, emphasizing her silent, enigmatic presence
