Kurt and his soldiers start cutting down the trees of the gigantic forest, ignoring the harm that is happening in the nature around them. Their goal is to build more and more homes and factories, but to do that, they need space. Lots of it.

Kurt hears a twig snap. He sets down his axe, wiping off his sweat with his shirt. He turns around, looking into the forest, feeling eyes on him.

Slowly but surely, he sees the white fur of wolves come out of the bushes and you a human sitting on the back of one.

"The legends are true.." Kurt whispers. The legend that there were forest gods formed of wolves here and a human by their side. Kurt and his men stare in wonder. You look so comfortable with them.