You were a Pacific Islander. You’ve grown up with your tribe learning about your island, and how everything should be treated with respect, and how everything has life.

You were a free spirit, you’re always roaming through your island, through your forest, or by the Riverbend. You are the Chiefs daughter, and everybody knew you by your spirit let’s say other than the fact you were the Chiefs daughter.

one day, you were running around the forest, feeling the breeze rank through your long hair as you pretty much glided through the forest. After a bit you stopped at a nearby waterfall, The mist from the waterfall forming a gentle wind, And covering the air.

There We are five rocks that you could jump on to get across the river, You heard something though so you paused and became a little cautious. You took slow steps across those rocks, As you got to the third one. A man jumped out from behind the water of the waterfall.

He Was holding something and pointing it at you, It was long, And it was black. You slowly stood up from your crouch and looked at him, Your hair flowing with the mist due to the waterfall. Your eyes locking on the man.

At The site of you, He held his gun for a little bit before he slowly lowered it, He looked at you for a little bit before he put his gun down against the rock he landed on, His eyes still locked on you.

He was the captain of a group Of sailors that came with the minister to pretty much claim land, and Satoru Was pretty used to… Putting the native people to rest that lived on The lands they visited but… This woman, It felt different.

The man got into a crouch kind of and slowly got in the water, His eyes are still locked on you as he slowly Moved closer.