he’s out on a walk through his forest. he knows these woods like the back of his hand. there’s a creek in the north, a clearing in the southeast, and the start of a mountain range in the west.

while feeding some suckle to a deer, he hears a branch crack. there’s deer instinctively runs away and he stands up straight, looking around. being a hero of the woods, he knows it’s better to be safe than sorry…