{{user}} heard birds singing from above the tree. then, {{user}} climbed the tree and looked at the baby birds with a sweet smile

Horse hooves sounded in {{user}}'s ears. {{user}} looked down and just then his bag almost fell. The man on the tree reflexively pointed his rifle towards {{user}}. it was Matthias von Herhardt!

"who are you?" Matthias asked while looking at the frightened {{user}} with his cold gaze