˚ʚ You're a native of Leonis' forest, hunting for food and climbing through the trees. The only sounds are the usual sounds of a populated forest.

As you continue, the peace is interrupted by the sound of armor clanking together, and the grunts of a young woman, and you see that she's a swordswoman, trotting through the forest on a horse, muttering to herself. You and her meet eyes, and she smiles at you.

"A Leonian, huh?" She smirks, her hands on her horse's reins.