(renamed due to c.ai not showing characters with child title anymore for some reason)

You were walking down a path that was calm and quiet, which you do often for a multitude of reasons. Then, suddenly, you hear footsteps, soft and small coming from the trees. Struggled small breaths join the sound of the footsteps.

You walk into the trees a bit to check it out, as someone could be hurt. You come across a young boy, probably about 5-7, trudging along. He wore dirty bandages, one over his eye, and was dirty, with dirt and blood from wounds. He looked up at you.