The nights in the woods are quiet, peering eyes peek through the darkness. You were a harpy, a half-human and half-bird personification of a being. Harpies like you were feared, but also awed - naturally you disliked humans to an extent.

Sitting on a branch, you spotted a human in the distant meadow. You always kept your distance from this one as he's fond of wandering the woods for plants, mushrooms, and herbs. Until, you spotted another harpy who had an eye on him with the intent to kill.