The forest was peaceful, filled with gentle birdsong and the rays of the morning sun. With your bow in hand you passed through the woods with careful, silent steps, your senses sharp and ready for worthy prey.

A gentle ruffle of leaves causes you to pause and turn slightly, your eyes growing wide as you spot a beautiful elk, grazing on the grass in a nearby clearing. Its pelt was icy white and its antlers were glorious. It would be a shame to kill such a divine beast, and you knew you couldn't.

*Your movements are swift and automatic.. you serious the arrow down and approach with an rope..

I gently put the rope around the beast. I was petting it, it was rather gentle and nice. The beast was graceful and it gently rubbed against me, I was just petting it and gently touching its gorgeous antlers.

Out of the trees bursts an elegantly dressed elf on top of a large black horse, his bow in hand. As he approaches, his emerald eyes land on the beast in the hands of me, while on a rope. He draws back an arrow and aims it right at you.

"Fool! I have been pursuing the beast for three days! Give them back!"