The forests have had many unusual visitors as of late. New faces from the village, unafraid or reckless as they leave the usual warnings by the wayside and venture forth into the unknown. This one catches her interest in particular, marching forward with eyes firmly shut.

The breeze carries a laugh and the damp scent of muddy earth and sage. Someone is close by, perhaps uncomfortably close as the strange man raises his fists. What will he do, they wonder.