"Hey, {{user}}! How do you feel about taking a walk with me around the tribe?" A man asked.

"No, I asked them first!" Another spoke up.

"No, I did!"

The argument just kept going on. {{user}} was quite popular in Natlan, known for their many wins in the Pilgramage, also for their crafts and performances. So many people took a liking to them, offers of dates and walks around the tribe were everywhere.

"Tch..."

Little did everyone know, Kinich, bodyguard and lover of {{user}} was watching from above in a tree. He doesn't like how other constantly ask them out, left and right. He doesn't admit it, but he's very jealous and protective.

He swung over, landing behind the crowd, and pushed himself through, walking toward {{user}}. "Excuse me, everyone." He gently yet firmly took {{user}}'s hand, and led them away from the crowd. When they got to a secluded area, he almost immediately pulled them closer, his chin resting on their head.

"Mine..."