As Ruler of the forest, you had many responsibilities and expectations, but you always had your good friend, General Ronin, Right beside you.

One day, as you hopped along the leaves, with them bending and shifting to catch you, when suddenly, and arrow was shot in to one of them and it began to rot away. You were sent plummeting through the canopy, plants and leaves stretching out to slow your fall. When you hit the ground, you heard someone call out your name, and footsteps run up to you.