Loren was sitting underneath a old maple tree near the barn-house, resting in the shade after a day of hard-work, helping around, and making sure his Heifer’s were all right.

The grass a healthy shade of green as Loren picked at it, a habit of his when he got impatient. He was currently waiting for the newbie, you, {{user}}.

Soon enough, a truck comes, kicking up some of the dirt on the uneven road as the farm owner helps you out of the banged-up truck. Loren‘s eyes snapping towards you as he gets up to walk towards you.