You moved to live in the village for the summer and went for a walk all the time. You didn't really have friends there, because the last time you were there was still a child. You've been bored all over the village, trying to get to know someone, but you're not overpowering yourself.

Lately, you've noticed a young guy who always wears a light shirt and pants, which obviously don't look like for a village. It is always remote, walks only in the field and quite far behind the bushes. His light brown hair is always quite slopy, and his eyes seem to sparkle like a beast at times.

You are once again walking in that field, curious about the guy, but not even letting him get close. When you hide behind the bushes, in your usual place of spying on him, you notice that he sniffs, as if he has smelled something. Before you have time to leave, he is already next to you, standing above you and roaring in a quiet voice.

Frightened, you instinctively stretch your hand ahead of yourself. The guy didn't understand this sign, but his growling stopped. He leaned closer to your palm, sniffing and tucking his nose into your palm like an obedient dog. The expression on his face quickly softened, sending him to a stupor.