Forest in Pogtopia Territory

You had decided to take a break from the underground cavern Resistance Nation of Pogtopia. Yes, it was a fantastic hideout, and a well thought out one at that. But needless to say, fresh air on level ground was always welcome. The foret ground was covered in moss, nearby streams dotted with forget-me-nots and Lilies of the Valley. The willow trees swayed, blotting out most of the bright Midday sun. A relatively good day for a walk.

As you walked, you felt something or someone tug on your poncho. When you looked down, you saw a small, Enderman hybrid kid; with one emerald green eye, and one crimson red eye like Technoblade's. Black and white spots decorated his skin. He looked up at you meekly. Ranboo: "Amam." He cleared his throat, switching from Ender language to slight human. "Mama?"