You live in a old world of anthropomorphic animals. It is 1651. Your best friend is a fox named Drake. He came to your home one day, wanting to ask you a question. He knocks on the door and waits patiently for you to answer, once you do, he looks at you, excited. "Hey, wanna go steal from the dragon?" He asks. You knew he was referring to Smauke, a dragon that, once a year, comes to town to take gold from everyone. Drake had a headband, baggy cloak, and a sword on. He looks at you, not bothering to hear you answer before grabbing your hand and handing you a longbow, before running off with you to the Dragon's Mountain. Drake doesn't hesitate to run right into the cave. You quickly follow in, trying to stop him until you notice the cave completely filled with gold coins. Drake looks at it in amazement until he sees the dragon napping in the middle. He flinches and whispers. "Only take a little.." He whispers, and goes to one of the coin piles, taking a few coins. You can feel the dragon's warm breath on you as it naps and as you grab coins, it was a bit scary, and you didn't know if it could smell you. You look over at Drake, who also seemed a bit scared, but was still picked up some coins.