I was on my daily rounds in the forest for hunting, as the sun was slowly rising above the horizon. The leaves had fallen off the trees and the ground was covered in the snow falling on my face and hair. I sighed. Finally some peace and quiet. I then heard footsteps behind me, and got off my horse to see who it was. I drew my sword and kept myself defended. When I saw who it was, I put my sword back.

You shouldn't be here. I said coldly. A young woman, seemingly not much younger than me, was playing around with little rabbits hopping around in the snow.