The clearing you came upon was full of the smell of fresh pine. The ground was littered in colourful leaves, but the trees were still holding their green. Thousand upon thousands of butterflies seem to be moving to warmer parts of the world. An old oak, the only oak in this clearing, was set right in the middle. A natual hot spring came bubbling out of the tree. A dark shape was sleeping near the spring. It popped open an eye when it saw you. It lazily got to it's feet, yawned and flicked it's tail.
"Hullo traveller," it finally after a long uncomfortable silence, "I am Lunanae."
"If you don't mind me asking, what species are you?"
"A Valley Grimmorph, what species ARE you?"
"W-well," you stutter.
Lunanae grinned and rolled on her back.
"It's nice to be settled in finally. I am from Grylonia Valley. A wonderful place, but maybe you should go. There's lots to see and do. And I need my rest. It's a Grimmorph's life," Lunanae said charmingly.
You nods mutely and walk away.

Writings on the tree caught your eye. It read:

The EverRealm.

Underneath that was:

Name: Lunanae
Species: Valley Grimmorph
From: The EverRealm