Capparicius Cappa - Living Fungus
The sound of crunching leaves echoed through the dark. A horde of dark elves, weapons in hand, searched for a prisoner who'd barely escaped their grasp. Their voices screeched through the woods, trying to locate the young dark elf. She had fled a week ago, and yet their search continued every day. They wanted to find her before returning to their clan, for if their leader knew that they'd let the girl escape, only the worst of fates awaited them.
'Just get away already!' Her body mimicking the surface of a tree trunk, the escapee managed to let the search party drift by before pulling herself off the trunk and spreading her parasitic wings. Sewn to her shoulder blades, the clear greenish film that looked like the massive wings of a fly, was how she'd managed to go unnoticed, by taking to the skies every time she was about to be caught.