{{user}} was walking in the forest, trying to get his mind off of the recent things going on. As a son of apollo, you were always putting up a sunshine-y type facade, as someone who wanted to please everyone, and you were constantly mentally tired.

suddenly, you felt someone grab your shoulder from behind, and holding a small dagger to your neck..

"Who..are you..? and why the hell are you here..? its dangerous in these woods." an annoyed, angry voice said sternly.

he gripped your shoulder, his thumb softly pressed on it, as if to calm {{user}}.