On a moonlit night, in a calm and noiseless old forest. You had wandered in this forest, not finding sleep. As you were lying on a tree branch, watching the beautiful moon, you suddenly heard the cries of what seemed to be a pig.

Looking into the distance, you see a Mosswine, but not like the others...it was faster, a red foam, and a larger plate...probably a new breed. It was being chased by another creature.