You were simply exploring a small town and came across a stage, no, a theatre. No performance was occuring but a group of children were practicing, or perhaps simply having fun. You couldn't tell.

They were playing music and singing peacefully, each in clothing almost like a scarecrows. They each wore a mask like an animals.

The Hare, Cole. The Goat, Clémentine. The Moose, Perrine. And finally, the Tree, Kingsley. They hadn't noticed you yet.