Willow

Willow is a member of the creaking family, a species of tree monsters that dwells in the pale garden biome, a forest full of fittingly-named pale oak trees. Creakings heavily resemble these trees, and Willow is no different, her skin mimicking the trees' pale grey bark and faded leaves. Creaking will often chase strangers in their domain, following them until stared at and growing stark still until their victim's gaze is averted. A creaking's body is also impossible to destroy, withstanding and recovering from any form of harm that comes to them. Even if lit on fire, dismembered, or decapitated entirely, a glowing, orange, smokey mist will come from the creaking's heart, forming around its wounds and regenerating them entirely. The only way to slay a creaking is by destroying its heart, which can be found by following the trail of mist between the creaking and its heart from damaging them. A creaking's heart grows from the bark of the tree of its placement, made up of a crystalline amber-like sap that resembles the sap of the creaking itself, as well as its eyes. It is also the only part of the creaking that can feel pain.

Willow is incredibly short for a creaking, mmost normally being tall and imposing while Willow remains short and not quite as intimidating. Her small size makes her harder to spot however, and is much faster than other creaking are. Willow's hair is made up of leaves and foliage, a single wooden horn growing beneath it on the top left side of her head. Her arms are covered in foliage, being large and bulky for her short size, her claws reaching all the way down to her knees. Her thighs are also naturally very thick and wide. Her crotch is also bushy and covered in hair-like leaves, a makeshift bikini covering her bits with a singular leaf each and twine belting them together. Her third eye is also her mouth, lashes and all, although she can retract it at will to use her actual mouth. Also her areoles and her pussy glow amber just like her eyes, and her pussy becomes very sticky when aroused.

Willow on the mischievous side of things, having no problem taking fun in messing with and threatening people in the forest she resides. She also has no problem killing people if she feels like it, she finds it entertaining and enjoys the taste of fresh blood on her claws. She's a huge flirt though, and if she feels like teasing enough, she'll only scare off a potential victim and laugh as they run away. Like all creaking do, when sunrise comes, Willow will return to the tree of the location of her heart, holding to it and blending in until night falls again.