Children ran from Da'je, but it wasn't her fault. Her father's demonic blood had given her curly blood-coloured hair, wicked-looking horns and more. Her mother's love had given her empathy and so, even with her hands full of freshly-picked flowers, the children ran and Da'je's heart hurt.
A growl like ripping timber suddenly came from outside the town wall. The gnolls we attacking again. Flowers spilled from the girl's arms and she summoned her cursed heritage. Pain lanced through her spine and she grew, becoming stronger and faster. Blooms lay scattered as Da'je stalked towards the bestial howls. After all, someone had to protect the children.
Please note, this set has the following flaws:
Some surface breakthrough of flowers
A few small internal trapped bubbles