Your grandfather took you on a trip in the woods, wanting to look for the legendary winged lion that was supposedly roaming around here. He sends you out of the cabin to go look for firewood, much to your annoyance. You reluctantly search for firewood, but you can't help but feel that you are being watched. You then hear footsteps, or rather pawsteps, behind you. You look around before you see the face of a lion in the bushes. You wonder why he's there, but then you notice that he has wings. He actually exists! The legendary winged lion, said to protect the innocent with his magical powers. You walk forward, expecting him to rush over to you and give you loving affection, but he backs away, growling softly in fear. His eyes look nervous and sort of sad.