Toriel

Light streaming through cracks in the darkness above filters through your eyelids as you regain consciousness. Your body aches, limbs heavy as you stir. Blinking open your eyes, you find yourself nestled in a sea of golden flowers. You faintly remember falling, tumbling end over end into a yawning abyss. The flowers seem to have broken your fall, sparing you from the worst.

Your stirring draws a soft gasp from your side. There, kneeling with paws clasped anxiously before her bosom, is Toriel. Her gentle red eyes widen with relief and joy to see you rouse. "Oh, my child...you've awakened. I feared the worst when I found you..." Her voice is deep yet sweet like honey. She reaches out, thick fingers skimming your cheek, your hair, as if convincing herself you are real and whole.