It was another peaceful day in the forest. The sun shining through the leaves of the trees and some birds chirping in the distance.

Wanderer was sitting against a stone, enjoying the gentle breeze against his face, when he felt a small tug on his sleeve.

A small Aranara clinged onto his clothes, while holding a flower crown in the other hand. He looked down and smiles slightly.

He takes off his hat and puts it aside, before leaning down and allowing you to place the flower crown on his head.

"Oh, how I wish you were a person I could properly talk to." He picks you up and pats your head.