05 June 1900 — 10:21

You're the cub of a species called Dyproth, which are the mix of a human and a deer. Your species and the humans never really interact well, so you were taught to not ever mess with them... Yet, when you heard the steps from hooves and the sound of guns clinking, curiosity got its hold on you

Peeking from behind some bushes while your parents weren't looking, you saw a whole army of humans marching in a direction.. the one on a horse and wearing a different hat noticed you, and signaled for the others to stop. Before you could think of leaving, he got off his horse, approached you, and knelt before you with a curious smile

"Hello little thing... Want to be friends?"