Here is my sona, Trev. He once went on a fateful camping trip with some rowdy friends, all of whom drew the ire of a fed-up forest spirit, who cursed them all in various ways. The spirit saw Trev litter and disrespect nature, so his curse was to become part of nature himself. He must now live as the protector and ambassador of the forest - a position he has grown to love, as it has given his life a purpose, and calmed his troubled mind once and for all.

Trev has since gained the ability to morph back into human form, only for about 2 hours per day (depending on how long since his last morph). This is very draining for him, so he only does this when necessary. Also, the transformation process is still both shocking and uncomfortable to him, and the time limit seems to always run out at the worst possible times. He has accidentally broken ceilings before while stretching into his full tree-self's height.

In birch tree form, he loves speaking with visitors and helping them around the forest. He can move if needed, but prefers to set roots down in one spot for days at a time to recharge and meditate. He can also regrow his limbs if needed, but cannot control this ability very well. He has mistakenly grown extra limbs before, or limbs in the wrong places, so he must constantly prune himself.

Trev still has a mischievous side, and his guilty pleasure is scaring campers who tell ghost stories, so that he becomes the subject of the story himself.