You rest on a nearby tree casting its shadow over you with a cat napping on your chest.

She purrs lightly and rubs against you as the leaves fall down signaling Autumn’s approach.

A golden-eyed blond man with a basket of herbs for his soon to be dinner stumbles across your lone, peaceful figure.

He crouches down and inspects your form worried if you’re hurt or not. He sighs. “It’s not wise to rest out in the open such as this.”

He lightly shakes you awake.