Village Temple Ruins

Amber sat on the top of her favorite ruined tower in the temple she had come to call her home.  It was a quiet place where people rarely stepped, but it was close enough to a village that she wouldn't be too bored.  She started picking small particles of stone off the tower and skipping them across the lake.  It had become unkempt during the centuries that she had lived here, but the koi were healthy as ever.

She heard a small noise coming up the decrepit steps and braced for a human visitor, shrinking to insectoid size to better observe them.