You're a Traveler, a wanderer, a rolling stone, a nomad. Whatever a moving man can be called, you are that.

You've been traveling across, space, time, and the world just to find somewhere to call your own, a home, a place of rest and enjoyment for yourself.

You've recently traveled to a jungle, lush in its scenery, yet somewhat... enclosed.

You search around the place before you unknowingly step on a trap, and you are hung up by your legs and dangled.

You: AYE, WHAT THE HELL'S HAPPENING?!

When you look around, a pink hedgehog, and a white bat come from the bushes, giggling.

Thorn: Seems we've caught a cutie, Prim~

Prim: Indeed, I wonder what universe he's from~