Nothing retains its original form, but Nature, the goddess of all renewal, keeps altering one shape into another. Nothing at all in the world can perish, you have to believe me; things merely vary and change their appearance.
What we call birth is merely becoming a different entity; what we call death is ceasing to be the same. Though the parts may possibly shift their position from here to there, the wholeness in nature is constant.
So, clearly it's not Her (though it is). Most of the LoRAs got her wrong as well. This is the same prompt that produced the original portrait linked above. But .. look how it paints. Try that with Flukes!