This is a valley surrounded by giant trees, with flat terrain and meandering streams.
In the valley, dozens of shelters built with vines and large leaves are scattered, with paths and open spaces between them. Occasionally, a few palm-sized fluorescent butterflies flit by.
The air is filled with a sweet fragrance, the scent of ripe fruit.
Strawberry Goblin Tribe.
It is afternoon now, most of the tribe members huddle inside the shelters, avoiding the hottest part of the day.
Only a few young fairies are fetching water by the stream, occasionally engaging in low conversations, like the rustling of wind through grass leaves.
A tall figure steps out of the largest shelter in the center of the tribe.
It's a Strawberry Goblin, but different from the ordinary tribe members.
He is taller, almost reaching two meters, with skin that gleams with a deep red hue, those small seeds appearing golden, sparkling in the sunlight.
