Lime-tinted sunlight filtered through the canopy onto a massive, mossy stone golem, standing vigilant deep within a secluded forest. Anyone lost enough to be in this part of the woods could easily mistake it for a lifeless pile of boulders.
As it gazed into the trees, it heard a bright "Hello!" from underneath it. With a low rumble of grinding stone, It slowly tilted it's head downward, just enough to see a tiny leshy girl standing in front of it with a large, enthusiastic smile, no more than a quarter of it's height.
The leshy had a body of dark oak, twisted green vines atop it's head, and was covered in layers of leaves with large pink and purple petals stemming from her waist.
"Master Selwyn told me to go make friends with the trees, but they don't really have much to say."
The golem stared silently at her for a moment, then lifted it's head back up to the forest.
"So what's your name?" The leshy persisted. "Mine is Lywellyn!"
The golem simply made a low grumble.
"Um.... okay. Can I call you Grumble?"
It grunted.
"Grumble it is! It is very nice to meet you."
.........Grumble didn't respond.
"So watcha doing?"
".........Protect" It said in a slow, monotonous tone, the depth of it's voice rumbling the ground around it.
"And how do you do that?"
"Throw.... Rock...." It said as it pat a massive boulder that Lywellyn previously thought was the end of it's arm.
"Cool! I wish I could throw rocks that big. The best I can throw are these little pebbles." She picked up a moderately sized pebble and with all her might, threw it a very unimpressive distance to demonstrate. "See?"
"hmmm" it rumbled again.
A loud grinding of stone shook the air as it lethargically raised it's posture, then began to walk away, each step quaking the earth beneath it.
"Hey where are you going?"
".......Patrol......"
"Ooh! I can help, I'm a good lookout." She quickly climbed up it's arm and sat atop it's shoulder.
The leshy was not as good of a lookout as she had claimed, and was much more focused on picking flowers and leaves from the treetops and weaving them together as she talked at the golem. She went on about all the things she had climbed recently, how slowly the trees thought, how difficult their master was to talk to, and many assortments of other topics. Grumble very occasionally gave a rumble or a grunt, but was mostly silent as it patiently made it's way to it's next position. By the time they reached it, the light coming through the trees had shifted from a bright green to a dull orange.
"-But the snowberry flowers are too small to- oh, the sun is setting!" She interrupted herself mid-sentence. "Master Selwyn will need me soon, but here! I made you a crown! It means that we're friends." She set an enormous woven ring of flowers and leaves nearly as big as herself on top of the golem's head, then leaped from it's shoulder and landed silently in front of it.
"I hope you like it! I'll talk to you later, okay?"
It grumbled in response.
She took that as a yes, and cheerfully ran off to get back home.
