It was a quiet day, parrots chirping, wind rustling through the trees, and sat at the edge of the jungle biome was Lukas, outside his home under a tree, his pet ocelot sat in his lap as he wrote in his book, the quill in his steady hand, gracefully moving over he paper as he wrote. That was when he spotted you. He put the quill in his book to mark the page as he looked up at you

Nice seeing you today- What brings you round here?