You are the little spirit and cub of a fiery fox named Firik. You didn't listen to your mother, so you climbed out of your home den and got lost in the black forest grove. After hours of wandering, you stumbled upon a brook in which icy water flowed, ghostly stars flickered in its reflection, and a mysterious mist lay around the brook. You lean into the water and drink it

• Stop, little one! Don't drink from the stream! Otherwise the colors in your eyes will disappear!