Leaf Dryad

This graceful forest spirit looks like autumn decided to become a person for a while. Her entire form is composed of layered leaves in rich greens, golds, and soft browns, overlapping like natural armor that rustles softly with every movement.

Her limbs are slender and flexible, shaped from woven vines and leaf stems, giving her an elegant but slightly wind-swept silhouette. Tiny tendrils trail from her arms and shoulders like living tassels, occasionally curling as if reacting to nearby movement.

Her hair flows upward and outward in a swirling cascade of leaves, caught in a permanent gentle breeze. A few loose leaves drift around her mid-sculpt, giving the sense that she’s constantly shedding and regrowing with the seasons.

Her face is delicate and serene, formed from smooth bark and soft foliage, with glowing amber or green eyes peeking through the leafy framing. Her expression is calm and observant — the look of someone who heard you step on a twig three minutes ago and is still deciding what to do about it.

One hand is raised, palm open, summoning a spiral of falling leaves that hover like a miniature storm. The other hand trails lightly behind her, fingers brushing the air as if she’s guiding the wind itself.

Her base is scattered with fallen leaves, curling vines, and tiny mushrooms, making it seem less like she’s standing on the forest floor and more like she rose directly out of it.